here comes the sun

Lydia, who throws the best parties in Beacon Hills?  M e . O b v i o u s l y .

What do you hear? The key. T h e  k e y  t o  b r e a k  t h e  c o d e .  

                                        A l l i s o n

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Scott, you’re my brother.

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Film Posters for Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho (1960)

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elenamorelli:

{ and you may call the rest just an afterthought }
-leica m2 + ilford hp5 plus 400-

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winterfellis:

\by True-Story Teller on Flickr.
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If you manifest your true self through nature and your normal surroundings, I find that the most eerie. Like when you see birds suddenly start flying in a different direction or when you see moths forming weird shapes, I think that’s the weirdest way to let yourself be known.

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