I accept the nomination for the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge and I hereby nominate Bill Murray, Andrew Gar-Field of Dreams, and Dame Maggie Smith.
[inhales] [exhales] [looks out into the sunset] the sweet smell of not being in high school
[remembers that i have no idea what i want to do for my future] [continues to stare out into the sunset] shit
Tell me a story, and mind you begin with ‘once upon a time’. A story which does not begin with ‘once upon a time’ can’t possibly be a good story. It’s most important…
THE VERY LONG LIST OF AWESOME LADIES ON TV: Marie Laveau [AHS: Coven]
You’re supposed to be ridding me of my enemies. Instead, They’re mouthier than ever! Showing up on my doorstep, disrespecting me, digging up my enemies. When I plant a fat-ass cracker bitch, I expect her to stay planted, not come back up like goddamn ragweed! And that Fiona- doing my Bastien like that. Bastien. My poor Bastien. They desecrated you. And I brought you back life, and she took it away again? Well, now we take hers and all. No more nonsense. You go back there, and you bring me their heads. All of them. Fiona, her daughter and every witch bitch in that house. You bring me their heads, all of them. Then you burn that place to the ground. You do it, and you do it quick. And I let you live.
Rizzoli & Isles + emoji faces [x]
The next time a man starts yelling at you, cut him off and tell him you just can’t talk to him when he’s being so emotional.
I have done this and can confirm that is a LOT of fun to watch them implode afterward.
Bonus points: Tell them you think it’s cute when they get so angry.
△ ▼ ѕαу ιт ▽▲
when there’s no one around.
yoυ тold мe everyтнιng woυld вe alrιgнт. yoυ ѕay тнe greaтeѕт lιeѕ.
An angsty fanmix for Hannibal and Bedelia in Paris. Especially made for drdumaurier
Photographed by Joel Meyerowitz.
FAVOURITE SUMMER MOVIES — Dirty Dancing (1987)
"Nobody puts baby in a corner."
Wanna help me get out of this dress?
Still, I am a very stubborn person and a doer of things. I must
write this poem, and I must
write it better than I can write.
Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters