Author Chuck Palahniuk first came up with the idea for the novel after being beaten up on a camping trip when he complained to some nearby campers about the noise of their radio. When he returned to work, he was fascinated to find that nobody would mention or acknowledge his injuries, instead saying such commonplace things as "How was your weekend?" Palahniuk concluded that the reason people reacted this way was because if they asked him what had happened, a degree of personal interaction would be necessary, and his workmates simply didn't care enough to connect with him on a personal level. It was his fascination with this societal 'blocking' which became the foundation for the novel. (x)

FIGHT CLUB (1999)

— dir. David Fincher.

Creature party

How could Tyler, of all people, think it was a bad thing that Marla Singer was going to die?

— FIGHT CLUB (1999) dir. David Fincher

this scene makes me SICK

FIGHT CLUB (1999) — dir. David Fincher

“Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay.”

— Pat Barker, Regeneration  

i think about this scene all the time

You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet? No. Me neither.

GINA GERSHON as CORKY BOUND 1996 — dir. the Wachowskis

Hui-Chi Lin - Harvest Full of Berries, 2023

Encountered a small blind cat while hiking in Montenegro. That didn't stop her from being very friendly!

thepastatable__

character introduction of all time

As I near 200,000 followers here at fishingboatproceeds, I just wanted to say Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.