two strangers learn to fall in love again

I am young, I am scrappy, I am hungry, and I am NEW IN TOWN

i don’t know how anyone could possibly risk plagiarising on purpose like i am so god damn terrified of accidental plagiarism that every time i submit something on turnitin i can literally feel my individual arm hairs standing on end as i wait for the police to show up at my door and arrest me for writing a string of words too similar to some paper about the mating habits of hoot owls from 1965 

Do you ever look at stephen amell and just ughhhhh

QUEEN EMILY

do you ever think about the fact that there are people who just…don’t like musicals…like, if you asked them if they wanted to see a musical, even a really good musical, they’d be like…’no thanks I don’t like musicals’…they live their entire lives…not liking musicals…getting no enjoyment from musicals…I just think about those people sometimes and I feel so terribly terribly sorry for them…

Consider:

Instead of using that creepy ass quote Professor Sneep says about his obsession with his dead ex-friend as The Harry Potter Quote why don’t we use the one James Potter says to his son, whom he gave his life for, to comfort him as he walks to his death

“‘You’ll stay with me?’ ‘Until the very end,’ said James.”

Just a thought

I want to change the idea of minorities in the media. Or contribute to that movement — I’m not single-handedly doing it. Growing up, I never saw my home life reflected on-screen, and that made me feel a certain way about myself. It’s not only about my ethnicity; it made me feel a certain way about my beauty. Not seeing a woman like me as a lead made me feel like I’d never be skinny enough, I’d never be pretty enough.

Chris Evans photographed for Rolling Stone magazine.

i looked up alexander hamilton’s last words and among them were:  “My vision is indistinct… Take care of that pistol. It is undischarged and still cocked. It may go off and do harm. Pendleton knows that I did not intend to fire at him,” and “I have no ill will against colonel Burr. I met him with a fixed resolution to do him no harm. I forgive all that happened,” which is sad but also:

he wouldn’t fucking shut up even as he died that is the most hamilton fucking thing i

Artist Paints the Universe and Nature into Black Women’s Hair

Pierre Jean-Louis is a multimedia artist based in New York and Philadelphia, who has built up quite a social media following as a result of his unique works. Jean-Louis paints mystical images of the universe and nature onto images of Black women’s natural hair. His intricate works feature flowers, vines, and even an entire forest, all seamlessly woven into coils and kinks. Jean-Louis even invites his followers to tag him in their photos on Instagram so that he can consider their portraits as well.

“Nick loved a girl I was pretending to be. “Cool girl”. Men always use that, don’t they? As their defining compliment. “She’s a cool girl”. Cool girl is hot. Cool girl is game. Cool girl is fun. Cool girl never gets angry at her man. She only smiles in a chagrined, loving manner and then presents her mouth for fucking. She likes what he likes. When I met Nick Dunne, I knew he wanted cool girl. And for him, I’ll admit, I was willing to try. I wax-stripped my pussy raw. I drank canned beer watching Adam Sandler movies. I ate cold pizza and remained a size two. I blew him semi-regularly. I lived in the moment. I was fucking game.”