honestly i hate when people try to sugar coat shit like if you don’t like me or don’t wanna hang or don’t wanna talk to me just fucking tell me don’t keep ignoring me and expect me to figure out the hint like that’s such a bitch ass move i’d rather hear it from you than be ignored 99% of the fucking time.
Cosmopolitan, shut the fuck up about how you have fifty reasons how I can make men happy; I want to know how to make myself happy.
Today we lost one of the best actors of our time.
Robin William’s Movie Marathon Links
Can I Do It ‘Till I Need Glasses?(1977) // Popeye(1980) // The World According to Garp(1982) // The Survivors(1983) // Moscow on the Hudson(1984) // Seize the Day(1986) // Club…
Your character falls into the “friend zone” - Is this primarily a man’s problem, or are women put in the friend zone as well? x
DANIEL RADCLIFFE FOR ALL THE AWARDS
ALL OF THEM
Daniel Radcliffe, ladies and gentlemen.
~ SURGEON DEITY ~
"The world is ready to see Adam [Driver] as a million different men, playing good guys and bad guys and sweet guys and scary guys… but it’s not ready to see Allison Williams or Zosia Mamet or Jemima Kirke stretch their legs in the same variety of diverse roles… This is not a knock on Adam’s talent, which is utterly boundless, and he’s exactly the actor who should be doing all of this. It’s a knock on a world where women are typecast, and men can play villains, lotharios, and nerds in one calendar year. And something has to change. And I’m trying.”
Had to get out of the city for this week.
My parents live on the beach and it’s my last resort for escape before my brain collapses in on itself. I haven’t been here in almost 6 months.
There has been too many toxins, too many adventures, I haven’t had a straight day in over a week. My mental health tracks well until I am on my own which seems to be a rare occurrence these days. So here’s to the next 5 days of solitude lined with a mild come down and the tail end of a scattered afternoon.
At least I get free food and wi-fi for a while.
'Don't need you say we're cute. Don't need you to say we're alright. Don't need your atti-fucking-tude boy. Don't need no kiss goodnight.'
After an amazing year of full time management at Danger, I have finally stepped down. As brilliant and motivating as this has been, and to be surrounded by so many people that have mentored and developed me as a person, it’s time I take a step back. It’s been too long since I learnt a new ukulele song, got my silk screen out, posted on SydGC, spent more than a few minutes lying in the park, or even called my Mum. So with a bittersweet cocktail of happy and sad feels, I bid Newtown Danger farewell. But don’t worry guys, ill be having a ‘Claire quit her job’ party soon…