i wonder if actors appreciate every we, their fans, do for them. i mean, stuff like watching every single movie they make, even those movies their own mothers have lied about watching.
’Cause they say that kind of situation, things slow down. That’s crap. They speed up.
Adrenaline. It’ll cripple you if you let it. You need to use your instinct. Gotta rule it out.
Because somebody’s gonna die. You better hope that you’re the one that’s making that decision.
TRYING TO PUT ON EYELINER
The first eye:
The second eye:
i have never seen a more accurate post
30 Day Writing Challenge ~ 19/30
“Are you sure we’re not lost?” Julia asks.
She sits in the passenger seat of their truck, in a bright summer dress, her bare feet on the dash. He takes in the light blue shade of nail polish on her toes, a perfect match for the color of her dress and he smiles.
“Yeah, “I know where we’re going,” he replies, his eyes fixed on her, unable to look away.
Her wild hair blows in the wind and he is mesmerised.
“It’s just that, we’ve been on this dirt road for almost an hour, we have not seen another car in at least two, and twenty minutes ago, the GPS gave up,” she retorts, not annoyed or worried, just curious.
He had woken her up this morning with hungry kisses against her back. She had smiled, her eyes still shut, and turned to meet his lips with hers. She had opened her to be shocked to find him fully dressed. When did this happen? She had thought to herself. The last thing she remembered was both of them falling back onto the bed, naked, exhausted… satisfied.
They haven’t settled down anywhere yet and may never will. Taking to the road once it was all over seemed the only right thing to do and they did just that. They had bought the truck, packed their very few belongings in it and hit the road. It helps that Barbie has a bank account fat enough for them to never have to worry about money, but they barely touch any of the money. They just have no need for it.
“What’s going on?” she had asked him sleepily when he stood up from the bed and she saw him fully dressed, down to his shoes.
“Come on, let’s go,” he had beamed excitedly, pulling the covers off her, enjoying that moment more than she had.
“Where are we going? What time is it?” She’d asked when she saw the darkness still looming outside.
“It’s four… in the morning, but there’s something I need to show you,” he replied with excitement pouring out of him.
Dale Barbara never got excited about things… not in this giddy way, at least.
Oceanic Airlines Flight 815, was a scheduled flight from Sydney, Australia to Los Angeles, United States, on a Boeing 777. On September 22, 2004, the airliner, carrying 324 passengers, deviated from its original course and disappeared somewhere over the Pacific Ocean.
Two months after the crash, wreckage was found in the Sunda Trench in the Indian Ocean near Bali. With the discovery of the plane, all of the passengers were presumed dead. However, weeks later, six survivors of the crash, including a 5 week old baby were found drifting in a small life boat near the Island of Sumba and became known as the Oceanic Six.
The ultimate dad joke compilation
“Working hard for something we don’t care about is called stress; working hard for something we love is called passion.”
a know that kid who’s at the arcade and is just watching the demo for a game but they’re pressing the buttons like they’re playing? well that’s how i’m handling adulthood so far.
"You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.” (x)