Rush Hour 2 (2001) dir. Brett Ratner

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Rush Hour 2 (2001) dir. Brett Ratner
I think it’s always the moments that are the trials that end up making you become a hero in the end. You’re not a hero unless you’ve gone through the trials. And it makes these moments so much sweeter, so much better. I don’t believe in ‘deserved,’ but I might believe in ‘earned.’
Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse + Parallels
PLEASE tell me if I’m fuckin up. I’d much rather be told i’m wrong up front than silently filed away under “P for Problematic”
Pilot with autumn ferns, sphagnum moss, and a rose. 🌹
Three of four commissions for a lovely customer. The last memorial of a sweet boy. Thank you Jenna. 🧡
Instagram / Redbubble / Facebook
“Make it happen. Shock everyone.”
— Anonymous
The sad story of the Three Bears in Shrek
Papa bear on the rebound though
“You have sadness living in places sadness shouldn’t live.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)
can someone make this a shirt because i wanna break the news to family members w/o being verbal
Carol and Goose <3
I hope things get better! ❤️
I hope so too. It hasn’t gotten this bad in a long time and I can’t even carry on conversations at work.
I’ve never wanted to not exist as much as I have today. I don’t want to die but I’m sick of this pain. I don’t want to be here anymore. This burden is just growing and growing with no end in sight. The worst of it is that I let it grow. I feed this because I don’t know what healthy is. I fucking hate myself and who I’ve become. I just wish one, ONE fucking thing would go the way I wanted it to.