My ex accused me (on Grindr, because, of course) of coating his car in spit. It’s nice to know he has such a high opinion of me. But really? Coat his car in spit…?
People keep posting crackpot bullshit about Ebola on Facebook & I’m rapidly growing tired of it. These same people probably hadn’t given it a thought before the past week & now are suddenly authorities on the matter.
Maps to the Stars (2014), Director: David Cronenberg.
Zac Efron may need to lay off the blow or whatever it is that’s making him look beat. I mean, homeboy looks like he’s been sandblasted in the face. Also, his abs are frightening me. Also, there are so many things about him that confuse me. But mine is not to reason why, so, whatever.
"When you love someone you give them everything, but then they turn out to be a dick, and everything gets chucked back in your face. Then you’re insecure, paranoid, and jealous, and you’re obsessed over that person. It’s one massive head game because you’re like, “Who am I now?” You feel like this shriveled-up Gollum-like creature. And then you hate yourself because you’re trying so hard and it’s just not working. That’s what my album’s about."
I need this to complete my summer.
Belle & Sebastian all day everyday.
Boy with a juicy basket of fruit
Boy with a basket of fruit (c. 1593), Caravaggio / Juicy, The Notorious B.I.G.
movie where the deep and soulful white boy protagonist finally finds true love with his manic pixie dream girl to a kinks soundtrack but actually she’s a violent sociopath who seduces deep and soulful white boys with her diverse, trendy interests and keeps them all in a basement for bloodsport, forcing these spaghetti-armed “creative professionals”in thick-rimmed glasses to fight each other to the death for her amusement while she listens to ke$ha and eats taco bell
I’d like to see this.