Fran Drescher photographed by Davis Factor for Esquire, August 1995.

It’s yassified gollum, actually

you have impeccable taste in media and some of my absolute favorite shows were found through you… but I dont understand yassified napoleon dynamite (Austin butler)…

live your truth tho!!!

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Who are you?  I am Death. Have you come for me? I’ve long been at your side.

THE SEVENTH SEAL (1957) dir. Ingmar Bergman

anyway, gale cleven is trying to be the hand that feeds and comforts john egan, but since announcing that he's getting married to marge and effectively leaving john behind in all the ways that count, any tenderness from gale hurts more than it actually helps john, do you understand? so here john is, biting the hand that feeds and cares for him, either in an effort to recalibrate their relationship, reset their boundaries (you're getting married now, we need to stop acting like we're each others' first priority because that's going to fuck up your chances at being happy and my heart can't take it) or to make gale's abandonment of him happen faster (you need to be the one to rip the bandaid off, buck, because I sure can't).

but there is also a high chance he's doing it to be petty (why isn't this hurting you as much as it's hurting me, buck, huh? why aren't you hurting like me! i thought it was you and me until the end, buck, so why is my heart breaking on its own and you're fucking fine? fuck you).

(and the answer is gale isn't fine. none of this is fine to gale. he wants to keep them both, do you understand? he wants to live to go home to marge, and he wants john to live so gale could bring him home. gale wants them both, ok? in any capacity they both will allow. that's what he wants. he still hasn't understood why, yet, but he does. he just doesn't know how to fucking FIX IT.)

I have absolutely no idea who you are or why I followed you or when but you’re a staple on my dash now like someone I always sit next to at the bus stop. We’re here for the same reason but going to different places and doing our own thing. But I’m still sitting next to you and my day would be strange without it.

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You make the most emotional, lively, and deeply poetic art 💙 you are absolutely one of a kind and full of power

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Evan Wright - Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“The hells we invent are the hells we have known.”

— Jeanette Winterson, Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles

They sure know how to celebrate birthdays on Giedi Prime...

clegan + annelyse gelman’s ‘the pillowcase’

hbo war + poetry 8/?

i just wanna thank all the gif makers on here. y'all really keep this site alive and we don't freaking deserve you. thank you for all your hard work. tumblr is nothing without you.

you're so cool it's a little intimidating

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need to draw more ....

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crowbar? crowTHIS (grabs nuts)

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