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⚔️⠀𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙⠀⚔️


⠀⠀ೃ‧₊›「 𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙
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после новой главушки «токсиков» пятница стала ещё приятнее 🥰

⠀⠀✧ 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 :

#ТоксичныеОтношения |
#NegativeLove
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🤩🤩 я купила вот эту мыльницу
🤩🤩 на вб. посмотрите теперь,
🤩🤩 какие фото с ней
получаются:
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конечно, же «убить билла» — это просто фантазийная резня, а не выкрученная на максимум абсурдность, нереалистичная для действительности, но достаточно образная, чтобы считаться метафорой на женский опыт, где женщина сквозь смерть и море крови противопоставляет себя мужчине, который ранее считался центром ее жизни.

конечно, это глупая резня, а не аллегория на борьбу женщины за свою независимость и право на месть.

конечно, билл здесь, несомненно, привлекательный образ, пленящий шармом, а не просто ограниченный и снедаемый страхом мужчина, над “возвышенностью“ которого тарантино неприкрыто иронизирует через притчи.

и конечно, билл настолько силен и всемогущ, что он никогда не станет прикрываться ребенком. или станет?)
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in short: one day I wrote one little story for homework. ofc there were a lot of mistakes, but now I changed it. so... 💜
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that house looked old and lonely.
the house was among forest and field.

it heard the singing of birds in sunny days.
the sound bounced off hollow walls and then the house felt alive.

it heard the thunder in muzzy days.
it heard the cry of the nature — and it felt pain.
there was noisy — and the house was anxious.

sometimes one little boy was coming in the house.
it remembered this boy well.
when the boy was here, thunders became not so scary and singing of birds — more beautiful.

this boy loved the silence of house.
he told, he could here unwind.
the calmness of this house helped him to decompress. he forgets about his hard life.

the house knew something about peace through that boy.
it understood, there are in the world not only green forests and fields, but also a grey and stone jungle, blue and salt water and hills of sand.
it understood, the world was big and wonderful.

maybe it's true. but this house was for boy the most beautiful place.
sometimes the boy cried.
and the sound of his cry was for house scarier than noise of thunder.

and this boy... went away once.
where did he cry now? who did he tell stories now?
the house didn't know.
it could only wait. wait and hope.

ten years have passed like this.
the house became older, and forest — bigger.
birds sang still, but the house didn't know the words to describe the beauty of the sound.
this songs became for him too much routine.

but someone laughed once.
two young men were walking along the road to the house.
one of them told stories, and another listened. one of them smiled, and another blushed.

then that house knew about new feeling.
two young men have opened the door.
the echo of laughter bounced of hollow walls now.

🤩🤩🤩 that house becames
🤩🤩🤩 the home.

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I gonna cum.

⠀⠀ೃ‧₊›「 𝖆𝖗𝖙

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#НочьУБерега | #NightByTheCoast
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