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About the new Theory! *important*!

I think some people are getting confused about my “Meet the Drakes” theory, I’m not saying Wren is A.D.- I’m only saying he’s related to Charlotte. He’s definitely involved but I don’t think he’s A.D. As we’ve seen and if my Wren is Rollins theory is right, he’s only WORKING for/with A.D. I still think Charlotte is alive and is A.D. and could still be Sabrina- there’s too many things pointing to Sabrina right now that we really can’t ignore. We’re still only about half way through 7a and we’re getting answers practically every episode and we all know “Rollins” ain’t dead, he’s probably gonna turn up next episode or they’re going to find his body up and missing. So, just wanted to clarify!!
-Rachel

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anonymous asked:

Did you know in the new Nike India commercial featuring Deepika and a bunch of female Indian athletes there is a line "I'm not worried about getting a tan, I'm still just as beautiful." I thought it was cool that they included that. And the video itself includes a lot of dark skinned girls.

Whoah this commercial is wicked. I wouldn’t say there’s *lots* of dark skinned girls but there is some variety which is a step - albeit a small one. So nice to see brown representation / strength. 

I’m sure Nike is a shit company but I still appreciate this so much, thanks for the heads up!!!! 

(The line about not worrying about getting a tan is at 2:03!.)

Meet the Drakes: Mary, Cece, and Wren

This theory… This theory is where I finally feel like all the pieces of the puzzle are coming together and the bigger picture is falling into place.

With the reveal of “Archer” and the fact that he stole Dr. Rollins identity I started to think, just who is “Archer”? As a joke a while ago I said “Wouldn’t it be hilarious if Rollins was actually Wren in disguise the entire time?” This is no longer a joke. This is the reality. And this is where the story started slowly revealing itself to me.

While going through my theories I came across the mannequin family photo and I started thinking, who exactly is this family depicting?

The mother we know is Mary, the little girl is Charlotte, the father is most likely Peter, but who is the little boy?

Wren.

Wren is that little boy. He is Charlotte’s brother. He is the other Drake child. And I have proof.

Something I remembered from a long while ago was a scene where Wren is coloring in a photo of a family, a mother, father, son and daughter. Initially everyone thought that he was coloring in a photo of Melissa and a possible family that he wanted… This is what I thought too… Until I saw this.

Everything… From the outfit to the barn. It’s the same. He is the other child in the video from the dollhouse, what we saw wasn’t a video of Jessica, Charles, Jason and Alison… What we saw was a video of Mary, Charles, Wren and another unknown child.

To make this a little less gross for you because I know you’re going to point to the incest card between Wren and Melissa/Spencer/Alison… I don’t think Peter is Wren’s father, I believe Wren said his father was also in mental asylums and judging from the British accent and the fact that Mary mentioned she was in Britain last episode I assume she met Wren’s father there. Slightly less gross but still gross lol(Freud would have a FIELD DAY with this family)

Now, to get to A.D., and Wren’s relationship to Charlotte and Mary, 1. Obviously Wren and Charlotte don’t get along with Mary for some unknown reason, they wouldn’t put her through all of this is they did love her. 2. I genuinely wonder if Charlotte is making Wren believe she is really dead as A.D., he wouldn’t be doing what he’s doing if he knew she was alive- which means she’s also setting him up for something.

This also proves that there was a grand plan at work since the very beginning when it came to the Drake family, Wren pretended to be a doctor and as Mona pointed out when he misspelled “diagnosis” she had a feeling he was shady. He was pretending to be a doctor so Charlotte could go in and out of Radley to visit Mona, hence why she had visitors passes- she was never fucking admitted while Mona was in Radley. She hadn’t been there in a very, very long time.

I think Charlotte views Mary and Wren as betrayers, we don’t exactly know why she wants them dead but she’s obviously setting them all up for something huge. I think Mary is going to die  in the 7a finale… A scene that keeps playing over and over in my head is the Christmas episode, when Alison is dreaming and she goes to the church, it wasn’t Jessica but it was actually Mary- I think she was apologizing to Alison for what Charlotte and Wren were going to do to her. The dark hair gave it away… Foreshadowing like a motherfucker.

I can’t believe everything is falling into place like this, everything is finally revealing itself as a masterpiece that has been in the works for a very, very long time. And I can’t wait to see how it’s going to unfold.

Amo-te, mas não dá

Preciso dizer-te que não entendo por que razão às vezes as pessoas continuam a insistir em algo que dói tanto. Nós já passamos por tanta coisa, eu já te perdoei tantas vezes. Na última vez, nós escolhemos ficar distantes um do outro, na espera de que o tempo aceitasse o nosso fim. Mas para que o fim definitivamente acontecesse nós precisávamos de nos desfazer um do outro, e isso não aconteceu. Eu tinha tanto de ti dentro de mim, eu não sabia como me relacionar com outras pessoas. E aqui estamos nós. Amo-te, mas não dá. Não dá porque dói, porque toda a vez que acredito que tu vais mudar, tu provas que não estás disposto a isso. Porque sempre que eu te quero, tu me dás novos motivos para eu não querer. Às vezes é melhor aceitarmos que existem coisas que não nos fazem mais bem, em vez de tentarmos empurrar e insistir em algo que já foi bonito um dia, mas que por teimosia nossa, deixou de ser, tu entendes? Amo-te, mas não dá. E não dá porque sempre que tu prometes que vai ficar tudo bem, eu vejo-me novamente na obrigação de pôr mais um ponto final. Porque quanto mais tu me dás as mãos, mais eu sinto insegurança para caminhar ao teu lado. Mesmo que ficar seja tudo o que eu queria agora, não dá. Eu sei que quando te vir por aí, o meu corpo vai estremecer, mas eu prometo não ceder. Sei que não vou ficar bem se algum dia chegar aos meus ouvidos que tu encontraste outra pessoa e que pareces estar a seguir muito bem a vida sem mim. Mas isso passa. E muito provavelmente eu vou sentir saudades tuas, e vai ser difícil suportar a tua falta. Mas não dá. Não dá mais porque eu já nem sei se isto é amor ou apego, se o que sinto é saudade ou carência, se tudo o que quero és tu ou se fui eu que resumi todo o meu querer a uma pessoa. Não sei se tu realmente me fazes mal ou se é a minha insistência para que tu me faças bem. Eu sei que, em algum momento, alguém pode tocar no teu nome e a minha vontade será de desconversar, mas prometo resumir tudo dizendo que não deu. Sei também que tu vais surgir na minha mente em forma de música, de cheiros e de gestos, mas vou preparar-me para isso. Sei que o preço de te esquecer pode ser alto demais, mas já paguei tantas vezes para que desse certo, já apostei tantas fichas em ti, que desta vez eu vou pagar para ver. Eu já não sei se esse amor que sinto é o mesmo amor que um dia eu senti por ti. Ainda assim, existe um pedaço grande que te quer, e esse pedaço confunde-me, sabes? Porque parece errado ir embora mesmo amando alguém. Não parece nada certo seguir sem ti, porque é como se eu negasse todas as possibilidades de dar certo, é como se eu jogasse tudo fora e abrisse mão de tudo. Mas no fundo, eu sei que não estou a negar nenhuma possibilidade de dar certo, porque se tivesse mesmo que dar em alguma coisa contigo, já teria dado faz tempo. Amo-te, mas agora eu estou a abrir possibilidades para mim, a dar chances a mim mesmo. E não sei como te dizer isto, mas eu amo-te, só não gosto mais de ti.