"I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance."
Vincent van Gogh
“Self Portrait (Eyes Closed)”. Taken by Warhol in 1979.
If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat
don’t ever let this die
i just watched this 20 times in a row..
"I love playing someone who has so much integrity, who has so much joy and so much life—even though her life is now in prison. She’s locked up, but she’s able to build up joy anyway."
- samira wiley for brooklyn magazine
people who reblog things and dont tag anything. r u ok. r u alive. do u have any feelings. hello.
But in small moments like this, Stiles Stilinski scares the shit out of me. Like you can totally tell that he’s willing to commit murder right about now. His lips are freaking curling into a snarl because he’s so pissed and his fucking eyes are DEAD. He’s just so done with people pushing him and his friends around. They’ve already lost so much and he’ll be damned if he lets them lose more.
she’s so brutal and blunt and animalistic yet still so adorable and lost and sweet and innocent.
I know you don’t like to talk, but you gotta do it for her.
This arc took a total of three scenes in the season (four if you count the scene where she’s not in the visiting room) and it still carried more weight than everything Larry’s dealt with the entire series.
this guy is like 50000x more important than Larry.
teen wolf alphabet | quirky quote: feat. an underappreciated quote“You know when you’re drowning, you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s… it’s actually kind of peaceful.”
“Amelie has no boyfriend. She’s tried once or twice, but the results were a let down. Instead, she cultivates a taste for small pleasures: dipping her hand into sacks of grain, cracking creme brulee with a teaspoon, and skipping stones at St. Martin’s canal.”
—Jean-Pierre Jeunet, Le Fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain