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blowedd

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wiccanwonder-land

Kush & Popcorn

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purplebuddhaproject

When you start to really know someone, all his physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in his energy, recognize the scent of his skin. You see only the essence of the person,not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.

Lisa Unger (Beautiful Lies)

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silent-rob

felam135

They actually did it, too.

bbuchanann

austenemily

This scene is SO important. Maleficent is with someone she trusts, someone she considers a friend. And then the next thing she knows, she wakes up in pain, bleeding, with her wings burned off. A huge part of her has been destroyed.

Rape is so prominent in our culture that it is in a Disney movie. Maybe not explicitly, but it is very clear what this scene represents and it is so sad.

carry-on-until-its-gone

I fucking cried my eyes out during this scene

disneyismyescape

AJ even confirmed that this is what this scene was a metaphor for (x) - just because i saw someone say today that this is not what this scene is about

'We were very conscious that it was a metaphor for rape': The actress explained how the scene in which her character has her wings ripped off her body while in a drug-induced sleep had to be something 'so violent and aggressive' that it would make her 'lose all sense of her maternity, her womanhood and her softness'

mydollyaviana

when a man violates a woman, he cuts off her wings.

little-miss-tragedy

I meant to say, “I’m on the verge of a breakdown, and I want to die.” But it came out as, ‘I’m tired.’

(254/365) by (DS)

wolverxne

Red Fox | by: { moneal }

observando

I really think I write about everyday life. I don’t think I’m quite as odd as others say I am. Life is intrinsically, well, boring and dangerous at the same time. At any given moment the floor may open up. Of course, it almost never does; that’s what makes it so boring.

Edward Gorey (via observando)