“The Titanic is unsinkable.”
The Cold War in a nutshell…
The Proud Family, the “I have a dream” episode.
Disney, please, play it every day this month!
#BlackHistoryMonth
Waveless wonders where will once was
A soulless man stands
Where the sea meets the beach
The dried hardened sands and the cracks of it all
Whilst whittled driftwood
Tells tales and marks time
Whilst stars blanket the moonless sky
The dry, dry beach beneath his feet
In darkness he stands
And is exposed
The firmament offers little illumination
And the sound of waves are not perceived
Where should whales and dolphins click
Are no sounds
The sea is sick
On this rough, dried beach
The soulless man thirsts
His parched lips and tongue
Find no sate
Deciding to move
Deciding to remain
The soulless man is weightless
He withers and wafts on winds
The title shamelessly stolen from a Jim Morrison poem
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sunday nights can be hard but just know that everything will turn out alright. this is gonna be your week. you’re gonna own it. you’ll get what you need done and something great is gonna happen. just u see. you got this.
When Robert Downey Jr. was asked about his acting process and Scarlett Johansson was asked how she got into shape

Two-time Oscar-winning Cate Blanchett

Designer & author Lauren Conrad


Award-winning Emma Stone

When award-winning actress Julianne Moore was asked to put her fingers into a “Mani Cam”

When award-winning Elisabeth Moss did

Emma Watson

Rihanna


Megan Fox

Nicki Minaj

All of my role models in my life.
Speak your mother fucking mind.
I shattered silently because I couldn’t let anyone know I was falling apart. They thought I was perfect so i let them dream
Carved flesh, broken bone, and curdled blood were all that remained. An air of melancholy surrounded all but one because I never cared.
Does the feeling of helplessness ever go away?Do the thoughts that consume your mind ever leave? Does the pain ever end? Does time ever stop? So I can fast forward and rewind the parts of my life I wish to change. I wish it was like that. Maybe then I wouldn’t feel the desperate need to go. To find some sort of clarity, even if I know it’s non existence. That behind all these fake emotions, fake people, a fake world, that something will make sense. Yet it doesn’t. Is it bad to say I hate my life? Even if it’s true. I thought high school was suppose to be some kind of dream and yet here I am wishing for this dream to be over. It’s more of a nightmare. One I know I will never be able to escape. And it’s crazy to think that behind all those smiles, behind all these laughs theirs a girl, waiting to be saved. Waiting for someone to rescue her from her feelings, her life, this world, looking for the light in all this darkness. The sad part is, no matter how much the girl cries out for help, no one can here. Just because society doesn’t care for girls like that.
That’s what makes life so annoying. It’s like all you’re doing is aiming to impress someone else. Then they claim you as a friend and pretend to care. So you pretend to be this version of yourself that society will accept. That means you cry by yourself, you breakdown by yourself, no one knows what’s really up with you, the thoughts you keep hidden just break you down more. You want someone to listen. Yet no one seems to notice the walls you’ve built around yourself. So how does this give others a right to judge? They don’t know anything about you, but they think they know you enough to make fun of you and practically makes your mind worse. Those thoughts mess with your head, the words “worthless,” pathetic,“ "Just not good enough,” and sometimes I believe these thoughts. But sometimes they just end up being there.
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