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rosamndpike · 1 year
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JESSICA CHASTAIN AS RACHEL SINGER The Debt (2010) dir. John Madden
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chastaindaily · 1 year
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JESSICA CHASTAIN AS RACHEL SINGER The Debt (2010) dir. John Madden
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thefugitivesaint · 1 year
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Tim Seibles, 'The Debt', ''Hurdy-Gurdy'', 1992  Source
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dailynarilamb · 10 months
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The Debt 2 (day 60)
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ophelie-redgrave · 1 month
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Ophéile & Elaina - The Debt
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Ophéile had had enough, it had been three weeks since her client made his last payment. He had made a deal with her and Elaina that the could have £5k worth of cocaine, with a 1k deposit and further 1k per week after that. He had been a regular customer for them prior, paying as and when he should. By far this had been his biggest to date, or would have been if the fucker had paid. She had been owed money before, but not this amount and certainly for not this length of time.
Though she was not in charge of how those debts where 'received' she certainly wasn't one to be kept waiting. Elaina however, had all the power and resources she need to ensure the debt plus interest was recovered.
Ophélie wasn't go to be involved in the more violent side of her work for the French. This time she wanted to be there, she fucked off at being taken advantage for, for being made to look like the fool for asking for such a debt to be taken out. Lesson fucking learnt and she wanted a god damn apology.
It was only a short distant to Elaina's home. She texted her as per instructions when she had arrived, awaiting with she had been told.
It wasn't long before the two women where together, the fury of what was happening was clear upon Ophélie's face.
She handed over a slip of paper, containing his address, load amount, deposit and payments made. So far all he had paid was the 1k deposit, and £500 that he gave a few days later. Promising another £500 was on the way by the end of the first week. A payment that didn't happen.
Ophélie looked at Elaina, "My apologies for bringing you out tonight, I've tried all I can for the last three weeks to get these payments. Even turning up at his work. Unfortunately, I think he just see's with a some weak blonde, who can't do fuck all about it. Technically the last part is true, I can't do much about it. He just doesn't know that you can. "
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beautyarchive · 18 days
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Jessica Chastain in The Debt (2010).
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dbaydenny · 2 years
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Hush, be silent now
you've had your fun
your there's a payment due,
there's a collector at the door.
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Why didn't you think to ask
before you took a step,
how would you pay a giant debt?
there's a knocking at the door...
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D W Eldred
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elliesbelle · 3 months
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emily gwen, the creator of the sunset lesbian flag that we’ve come to commonly use, still continues to live in poverty.
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multi-billion dollar companies have used their design and made profit from it, and yet they have not seen a cent for their creation.
i’ve been friends with emily for years, and i have not once seen them be financially stable the entire time. i’ve seen them homeless, unemployed, starving. right now, they need our help more than ever.
please consider donating to emily’s ko-fi, especially if you’ve used their design to create something and profited from it.
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mysharona1987 · 10 months
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This is the dream, tho?
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lasttarrasque · 4 months
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Our tax money is funding Israel, it’s time to reinvest into something better
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dailynarilamb · 10 months
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The Debt 1 (Day 59)
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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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politijohn · 10 months
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avas-snazzical-corner · 6 months
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Exactly 7 days til I turn 17 bitches
I am not ready in the slightest :D
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