Wednesday, September 17, 2014

TRYING TO PUT ON EYELINER

letgoat:

college-life-crisis:

The first eye:

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The second eye:

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i have never seen a more accurate post

justfandomwritings:

castielismycherrypie:

dubsexplicit:

wet—kitty:

no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film

For real though

Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.

The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.

During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.

During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were there, there was NO SCRIPT. John Hughes told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.

EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing. 

On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.

EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.

This movie is life. not even joking.

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I was calm on the outside but thinking all the time. A Clockwork Orange, Dir. Stanley Kubrick  (via wanduring)

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prettydank:

lmao for real

prettydank:

lmao for real

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nyxweaver:

grandtrilobyte-eleshnorn:

nyxweaver:

sarkhan-volkswagen:

nyxweaver:

abzan-houses:

nyxweaver:

y’all remember that game in elementary school where each person would say one word and the next person would say a word etc so it’d create a cohesive story? let’s do that:

Two

Thousand

men

ate

their

dicks.

well playtime is over you’re all grounded

fawnah:

WHEN YOU THINK SOMEONE LIKES YOU
AND THEN THEY GET IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH SOMEONE ELSE
JOKES ON ME
AHAHAHAHAAH

endocrines2:

*drinks vodka* *gags* “ugh I hate vodka” *drinks vodka*

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bootyclapping:

'hey do you smoke weed?'

me:

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Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it. something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  (via irynka)
thisshitfunny:

madredenutrias:

Wait. … wait…


don’t do that stop doing that

thisshitfunny:

madredenutrias:

Wait. … wait…

don’t do that stop doing that

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First week of college, and I miss home a lot more than I thought I would.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014