amiramahmood: @fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture…

amiramahmood:

@fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture

[ I N C E P T I O N ] to wake up from that after, after years, after decades… after we’d become old souls thrown back into youth like that… i knew something was wrong with her. she just wouldn’t admit it. eventually, she told me the truth. she was possessed by an idea, this one, very simple idea, that changed everything. that our world wasn’t real. that she needed to wake up to come back to reality, that, in order to get back home, we had to kill ourselves.

amiramahmood: @fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture…

amiramahmood:

@fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture

[ I N C E P T I O N ] to wake up from that after, after years, after decades… after we’d become old souls thrown back into youth like that… i knew something was wrong with her. she just wouldn’t admit it. eventually, she told me the truth. she was possessed by an idea, this one, very simple idea, that changed everything. that our world wasn’t real. that she needed to wake up to come back to reality, that, in order to get back home, we had to kill ourselves.

from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/611952824408064000

emmacarstairs: There are two types of people in life. Those…

emmacarstairs:

There are two types of people in life. Those whom one imagines to be trustworthy and reliable, who turn out to be treacherous and weak, like Mr. Macmillan. And those who appear to be complex and difficult, who turn out to be more dependable than anyone thought. Like me. I know exactly what my job is. Your father made it perfectly clear. You are my job. You are the essence of my duty. So here I am. Liegeman of life and limb. In, not out.

from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/611951836789964800

amiramahmood: @fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture…

amiramahmood:

@fandomaestheticnet – academy award: best picture

[ I N C E P T I O N ] to wake up from that after, after years, after decades… after we’d become old souls thrown back into youth like that… i knew something was wrong with her. she just wouldn’t admit it. eventually, she told me the truth. she was possessed by an idea, this one, very simple idea, that changed everything. that our world wasn’t real. that she needed to wake up to come back to reality, that, in order to get back home, we had to kill ourselves.

from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/611952824408064000

emmacarstairs: There are two types of people in life. Those…

emmacarstairs:

There are two types of people in life. Those whom one imagines to be trustworthy and reliable, who turn out to be treacherous and weak, like Mr. Macmillan. And those who appear to be complex and difficult, who turn out to be more dependable than anyone thought. Like me. I know exactly what my job is. Your father made it perfectly clear. You are my job. You are the essence of my duty. So here I am. Liegeman of life and limb. In, not out.

from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/611951836789964800

emmacarstairs: There are two types of people in life. Those…

emmacarstairs:

There are two types of people in life. Those whom one imagines to be trustworthy and reliable, who turn out to be treacherous and weak, like Mr. Macmillan. And those who appear to be complex and difficult, who turn out to be more dependable than anyone thought. Like me. I know exactly what my job is. Your father made it perfectly clear. You are my job. You are the essence of my duty. So here I am. Liegeman of life and limb. In, not out.