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Kip. 19. Canadian.

Ladies appreciation blog with a bunch of other stuff thrown in.

darlinghogwarts:

Little first years falling off from the boat on their way to the castle. The giant squid rescuing them. The giant squid being concerned for the students after so many years of first years falling in the lake that it always swims under the boats just in case someone falls. The giant squid bringing seaweeds for sad students on the lake shore. 

okay but my buddy wanted help keying out his green screen and i asked him to send me a screenshot so i would know what was going on

okay but my buddy wanted help keying out his green screen and i asked him to send me a screenshot so i would know what was going on

gilliananderson1996:

Guess who’s coming for dinner?In a button-up shirt, relaxed poly-blend pants, square-toed shoes, and a rich chocolate brown shantung silk single-breasted dress blazer, accessorized with a nylon handbag, oval glasses and A SCRUNCHIE, GIllian is, as always, in it to win it. 
Cate Blanchett, for her part, is not to be outdone, and is ready to rumble in alongline leather coat and leather pants. 

gilliananderson1996:

Guess who’s coming for dinner?

In a button-up shirt, relaxed poly-blend pants, square-toed shoes, and a rich chocolate brown shantung silk single-breasted dress blazer, accessorized with a nylon handbag, oval glasses and A SCRUNCHIE, GIllian is, as always, in it to win it. 

Cate Blanchett, for her part, is not to be outdone, and is ready to rumble in alongline leather coat and leather pants

the further i get into this script the more i realize that pretty much all my scripts are just live action femslash

okay i’ve decided that if i finish my screenplay today then i’m going to reward myself by ordering this

i swear to god if one more member of my production team asks how long until i’m done this fucking script i’m just going to quit and send them the bee movie screenplay

so i’m just sitting here scrolling through tumblr and i say “man, i want a glow in the dark space leotard” and my mum just goes “k, where can we get them?”

"I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while we eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages."