the angels are with you ♡
Sometimes I think about this house. I fantasize that if I won the lottery I would buy it and restore it to the exact copy of what it was in the movie.
I would sit on the piazza on the swing and look into the back yard where Dolores lay the first time we see her.
I would move into this room and sit at Humbert’s desk and write this blog and maybe even have tours of the Haze house for all us fans.
Then I wake up and realize none of this will ever happen. But I can always dream and post about it on my blog.
Iris papier
i don’t know how to express that i just don’t see myself having a future
💫
Despite our tiffs, despite her nastiness, despite all the fuss and faces she made, and the vulgarity, and the danger and the horrible hopelessness of it all, I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise - a paradise whose skies were the colour of hell-flames - but still a paradise.
☁️
lo-lee-ta.