I mean I honestly think this whole thing about characters and character archs and “finding themelves” and this and that, I honestly think old Captain Jack found himself a long time ago. I don’t think there’s any more room to—he can’t go any further, I think he’s hit a wall as it were. Depp

lampsarepeopletoo:

they call me macklemore in math class because im like

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There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

”deep down inside, you’ve always known the truth”