did anybody else grow up bein that one friend who was in the group but not really IN the group??? like your friends would go places and throw parties and not invite u n stuff????? idk that really fucked up my self esteem hbu
the men of anastasia: the musical
Samantha Barks performs a cover of Disney’s “Go The Distance” at the St. James Studio Show
The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Alexander Dodge.
Papermill Playhouse/La Jolla Playhouse.
13 Going on 30 (2004)
why is this me as a 22 year old?
Places where reality is a bit altered:
- playgrounds at night
- rest stops on highways
- deep in the mountains
- early in the morning wherever it’s just snowed
- trails by the highway just out of earshot of traffic
- schools during breaks
- those little beaches right next to ferry docks
- bowling alleys
- unfamiliar mcdonalds on long roadtrips
- your friends living room once everybody but you is asleep
- laundromats at midnight
• any target • churches in texas • abandoned 7/11’s • your bedroom at 5 am • hospitals at midnight • warehouses that smell like dust • lighthouses with lights that don’t work anymore • empty parking lots • ponds and lakes in suburban neighborhoods • rooftops in the early morning • inside a dark cabinet
- galeries in art museums that are empty except for you
- the lighting section of home depot
- stairwells
•hospital waiting rooms •airports from midnight to 7am • bathrooms in small concert venues
I just got the weirdest feeling I swear
OK LISTEN THERE ARE REASONS FOR THIS!!!
A lot of these places are called liminal spaces - which means they are throughways from one space to the next. Places like rest stops, stairwells, trains, parking lots, waiting rooms, airports feel weird when you’re in them because their existence is not about themselves, but the things before and after them. They have no definitive place outside of their relationship to the spaces you are coming from and going to. Reality feels altered here because we’re not really supposed to be in them for a long time for think about them as their own entities, and when we do they seem odd and out of place.
The other spaces feel weird because our brains are hard-wired for context - we like things to belong to a certain place and time and when we experience those things outside of the context our brains have developed for them, our brains are like NOPE SHIT THIS ISN’T RIGHT GET OUT ABORT ABORT. Schools not in session, empty museums, being awake when other people are asleep - all these things and spaces feel weird because our brain is like “I already have a context for this space and this is not it so it must be dangerous.” Our rational understanding can sometimes override that immediate “danger” impulse but we’re still left with a feeling of wariness and unease.
Listen I am very passionate about liminal spaces they are fascinating stuff or perhaps I am merely a nerd.
I, for one, appreciate your passion for liminal spaces and thank you for explaining it to the rest of us.
samantha barks’ vocal range in 4 min
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
HAPPY THURSDAY THE 20TH EVERYONE
👌🏾
balto didn’t die for you to not vaccinate your kids
Fifteen hundred went into the sea, when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty boats floating nearby, and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six, out of fifteen hundred. Afterward, the seven hundred people left in the boats had nothing to do but wait…Wait to die, wait to live. Wait for an absolution, that would never come. Titanic (1997) Dir. James Cameron
Maybe Warner saw a blonde who was sleeping her way to the top, but I see a woman who doesn’t have to. […] I see a star. You’re my new muse. You’ve got the best freaking shoes! And you lit a fuse, so go show ‘em who’s legally blonde!
Here’s the thing I want to say most about Allegiance:
It is so so important to me that there was no happy ending.
Sure, it ended on a positive note, but remember that Sammy:
* Never reconciled with his sister
* Never reconciled with his father
* Only reconciled with / actually MET his niece near the end of his life
* Lived isolated and in anger for 50 years
* Very nearly died bitter and alone
I love that they didn’t go with an easy “and then the war ended and the internment was over and we learned so much together” story, because that wasn’t the story of the people who went through that bullshit.
Instead, they showed the raw truth that the experience of internment and the war tore families apart and destroyed lives, and that never ended and only through the Miracle of Broadway did it only kind of heal for *one person in that story* near the end.
It hurts, but I love it.
It hurts because everyone in that story was a kind of hero, fighting for what they believed in and demonstrating integrity and patriotism in the only ways they could.
It hurts that these profoundly righteous people were pitted against each other as enemies because of how they reacted to the acts of the powerful who were hurting them as a community.
It hurts because it needs to be told that trauma doesn’t end after the traumatic event, and it spreads beyond just the people directly traumatized. Hanako’s life was made worse by something she wasn’t even alive for.
It hurts because it’s true that sometimes there can’t be healing, and it’s not the fault of anyone trapped there, but entirely the fault of white America who put them there (and to a lesser extent the rapacious imperialism of Dai Nippon Teikoku).
But at the same time you also can’t ignore or forget that so many people found ways to work around this and get the happinesses in life that they could–that Hanako was a blessing to many in that family, that Sammy continued to fight for the rights of Japanese-Americans in politics like he had on the battlefield, and that they all worked hard to put their lives together after that experience.
The fact that this music was willing to show the brutal life-long consequences of a single racist sequence of events is… incomprehensible to me. But so intensely important.
I’ve got to make a brand new start.
Give those kids and me the brand new century and watch what happens!
anyway while white feminists are caping for tomi lahren,, about 25 black girls are missing in D.C due to possible sex trafficking and there has yet to be a national outrage….. THIS NEEDS ATTENTION
Latina girls are also turning up missing in the city and the police seem to be doing very less about the cases, or even nothing. ( https://www.google.com/amp/amp.usatoday.com/story/99573222/) I’m so sick of depending on social media to spread the word about these missing girls,, when the police are too busy cracking down on immigrants and weed users
I know I’m reblogging this a lot but the plot is thickening ya’ll…. apparently a woman named Laura Silsby was convicted of kidnapping Haitian children and selling them to rich people IN D.C. Why do I bring her up? Because she currently works with AmberAlert:
I’m not saying Laura is once again responsible for a mass human trafficking epidemic, but there might be a reason why there has literally been no AmberAlerts for ANY of these missing girls……… WE DESERVE ANSWERS
You can follow @ 2liveunchained on twitter. Her name is Erika totten. She’s been posting updates and vids of the meetings they’re having.
sory guys but this is the only pairing i care about anymore
i wish i was thinner but i also wish that i didn’t wish I was thinner