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I'm Marcia and I cry about facial features and bone structures of middle-age British actors. I love films and TV shows, and had legally sold my soul and sacrificed my children's children to the gods at BBC. Photoshop enthusiast. I like necks. I probably don't like you.


My Stuff → #Gifs, #Graphics and #Edits

lulubonanza:

Drawn By
Frank Stockton










if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones
because most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs










You don’t owe the world a pretty face. Not after everything they did to you.

You don’t owe the world a pretty face. Not after everything they did to you.




Anything else is unthinkable. 

Anything else is unthinkable. 




All that’s left are your bones, that will soon sink like stones.

All that’s left are your bones, that will soon sink like stones.




We are being hunted

We are being hunted




There’s no actual movie out yet so we make do: Mockingjay.

There’s no actual movie out yet so we make do: Mockingjay.