“I hope you know I’ve always thought of you, well, all of you as collaborators but you most of all, I like to think of as a partner” 

“You’ll always be the girl willing to risk everything for the chance to achieve something extraordinary”  - HAP The OA 1x06 

“I can’t, I don’t want to I am not your lab partner I am not your friend I am your slave” 

“And he’s in the car and he’s so… fast. I run to get him… I can’t catch him… I… really run so hard but I can’t catch him and I scream : Come back !”  - OA 1x06, 1x07

Emmanuelle Khanh (September 12,1937 - February 17, 2017)

Emmanuelle Khanh, was a Parisian ex-model who helped revolutionise the Fashion French Fashion industry by dragging the focus from Couture to Ready-to-Wear.

Our sincerest of condolences go out to Nguyen Manh Khanh & Atlantique

Aloysius II wearing ‘8080’ by Emmanuelle Khanh (thebewitchedamerican)

dumb reasons to watch ‘the OA’ on netflix: an actual mad scientist vs stairs

rewatching part of The OA and bc i am an awful person - like, legit - i am laughing my fucking ass off at the end of “Champion” when she pushes Hap down the stairs bc oh my fucking god it sounds like 

he literally falls down like 

all of the stairs

like all the stairs in the leaning tower of pisa. every staircase in the goddamn world. just, all of the fucking stairs. all of them.

like hand to god it feels like it is just a solid minute of the sound of him falling down the stairs and jesus h christ i am wheezing here shit

have the writers on this show never fallen down stairs before?? backwards, at that. how is he not covered in head-to-toe scratches and bruises the next ep. how is he not nursing a broken arm, broken ribs, and a fucking concussion. how is he not dead, y’all, ain’t the floor at the bottom of those stairs made of some sandblasted rock and/or fucking concrete??

new insane ‘the OA’ theory, Hap has some goddamn wolverine healing powers or some shit, i mean damn

Dearest Charles,

I found a box of this paper at the back of a bureau so I must write to you as I am mourning for my lost innocence. It never looked like living. The doctors despaired of it from the start. Soon I am off to Venice to stay with my papa in his palace of sin. I wish you were coming. I wish you were here. I am never quite alone. Members of my family keep turning up and collecting luggage and going away again but the white raspberries are ripe. I have a good mind not to take Aloysius to Venice. I don’t want him to meet a lot of horrid Italian bears and pick up bad habits.

Love or what you will. S.
—  Sebastian Flyte to Charles Ryder, Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh

Can’t stop watchin this right now.