have you ever read something that killed you inside? like a text message or someone’s status. everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. or you found out something you were better off not knowing. it’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. but you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself.
We’ve become a race of Peeping Toms. What people ought to do is get outside their own house and look in for a change. Yes sir. How’s that for a bit of homespun philosophy?
Rear Window (1954), Alfred Hitchcock
I wanted to put a bullet between the eyes of every panda who wouldn’t screw to save his species, I wanted to dump oil over all those French beaches I’d never see, I wanted to breathe smoke. I felt like destroying something beautiful.
No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.
Or you don’t.
SIR PATRICK STEWART & SIR IAN MCKELLEN: How to Be a Sir
Kanye West (via emilyteix)
reblogging for pink is obviously a better color
He’s so right, too.
did i already reblog th—wait i dont care
In one of my film classes last semester we had to tell a story in 3 pictures for a mini assignment so my friend and I did this