the fact that this scene wasn’t planned (the explosion was supposed to happen automatically) and heath just did that on his own makes it 100x better.
“For the night is dark and full of terrors,” they prayed.
Not for me. Her nights were bathed in moonlight and filled with the songs of her pack, with the taste of red meat torn off the bone, with the warm familiar smells of her grey cousins. Only during the days was she alone and blind.
"I think a lot of things happened right here in this particular hotel over the years … and not all of ‘em was good." - The Shining (1980)
tumblr is….really different. but i like it.
You see things. You keep quiet about them and You understand. You’re a wallflower.
long time no blogging huh lol