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Farmhouse Living Room
Example of a mid-sized country loft-style medium tone wood floor living room library design with white walls
another day has passed and I still miss jfk. rip sexy.
call me monica lewinsky cause oh. oh jack. jack you beautiful specimen.
Intro post ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚
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✿ call me jack!!
✿ lesbian, I love my gf
✿ I love all things vintage!! specifically :
The Kennedys ( Bobby is my favorite! )
Old Hollywood (40s-50s) I love Marilyn Monroe, Audrey Hepburn, James Dean, Gregory Peck, etc etc!
Old musicians like Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Buddy Holly, Johnny Cash, Elvis, etc! also a huge Lana fan clearly
✿ My hobbies include :
drawing (specifically clone high ocs, one of my fav shows!)
listening to music of course
collecting!! (barbies, memorabilia, vintage collectables)
writing fanfiction (I take requests :3)
kennedyposting and girlblogging 😜😜😜
✿ DNI :
republicans…
any ana accounts
people that ship the kennedys together. EW!!!
✿ I don’t really have many boundaries on here, just please no creepy behavior obviously. I’m always open to conversation, I’m very chatty! feel free to talk to me whenever, I promise I don’t bite
✿ other random things I love :
one direction
selena quintanilla
sharon tate
once upon a time in hollywood
valley of the dolls
chanel no.5 perfume
the beatles
leonard cohen
and plenty of other stuff I probably just forgot :D
and last but not least, here’s me!!! 🌹🌹
should I do an intro post and face reveal maybe question mark 😸
Bang bang
I hit the ground.
He lighted his cigarette and looked at me.
“Ya want sum?” he said to me. I nodded and he leisurely passed it to me.
I sighed as I smoked it. “I’ve never felt like this before.” I said.
“How so?”
“Seasons change you know? I change. I’m not the same. I never thought I’d start smoking cigarettes.”
He looked at me and took the cigarette outta my hand. “What do you mean exactly?”
Staring at the parking lot, I explained: “You know that I did weed and that shit but never nicotine. My father did it all the fucking time. Man was so crazy for it that whenever we’d tell him to quit smoking he would make empty promises. Hated him for that. Lied to us for all his life. And that’s how it brought me to hate nicotine.” looking back at him, I see him already staring at me. “Now, I smoke it once in a while. Should I be ashamed?”
He got a long hit and then answered: “Nah, doll. Look. When I was five, I used to stay at my pops and I knew that he always had a gun somewhere hidden in the house. Every Sunday I’d hear bangs coming from the backyard. In the morning I’d see dry blood in the yard. This went on for three years. None stop. And I never questioned my father’s decisions. But oh, how did I hate him for making them. Guess we all went through sumthin that traumatized us.”
I stared at him and hesitantly asked him “Do you still hear the bangs?”
He sadly smirked and looked up to the sky while responding to me with: “I hear Bang Bang every Sunday night. And I wake up scared to find dried blood in the backyard.”
I curiously asked: “Didn’t you even have the urge to ask him why he did that?”
“Of course I did, doll. I knew I’d get a beating because of it so I shut my mouth, forced my eyes closed and pushed myself to sleep with the bangs.”
I slowly slid to him and hugged him tightly. “I’m so sorry, Wood. Why did you have to go through all that at such a young age?”
“One of us should suffer in this life babe. And God said it was my turn. Gotta accept it doll. Now don’t get sad because of me” He tilted his head down to take a look at me and he saw the tears that were shedding from my eyes. I sadly looked back at him and said: “You’re my baby boy. I love you. With my whole heart.”
“I love you Doll.”
My wish and dream is to have a loaf of bread and a drink of water for me and my family to live on.
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"I'd like to go with you."
"Even though I haven't fixed the air conditioning in this car?"
"Even so."
American Fuji, p.277 S. Backer - 2001
channeling my true inner weird girl
i'm just a kid
i never use my brain
i only use my heart
and my imagination
Vintage Americana
♡ america's sweetheart ♡
a thrifted square dancing outfit + some pink for work
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summer time, and the livin's easy
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vintage americana
My summer (my crush decided to date my bestie)
if this isn’t my future i don’t want it
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plz like and reblog X💋
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My summer moodboard♥️💋🍒
let me put on a show for you daddy.
live fast. die young. be wild. and have fun.
𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓹, 𝓼𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓽 𝓟𝓮𝓹𝓼𝓲౨ৎ
my darling please surrender...
we came from dirt, we have to swallow it
soft leather, blue dreams
its a beautiful life, remember that too, for me
a joy it will be one day, perhaps to remember even this
summer, sizzlin' listening to jazz out on the lawn
dreaming away your life