wow i really like this song i think i’m gonna listen to it 1 maybe 60 more times
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wow i really like this song i think i’m gonna listen to it 1 maybe 60 more times
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For real though
Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.
The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.
During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.
During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were there, there was NO SCRIPT. John Hughes told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.
EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing.
On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.
EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.
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An INFJ, an ISTJ and an ENFP are walking down a path.
The INFJ is telling the others a story; The ISTJ is dutifully listening; The ENFP has wandered off the path and is chasing a butterfly.
Does anyone else with anxiety get that thing where you just want everything to be quiet and when it’s not, you just get really agitated, and people’s voices just start driving you insane?
Yes.
“You may be the chancellor, but I’m in charge.”
I’m the person who’s 100% down for spontaneous adventures but also 100% down to lay in bed all day.. i’m on both ends of the spectrum
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Something I learned recently is that Caoimhe and I should never organize anything together! Ever!
We tend to leave everything until the last minute, but she never gets too worked up about it while I’m left freaking out because we have nothing done!
hearing my own voice on recording makes me want to apologize to every single person ive talked to like im really sorry
have u ever had a depersonalization moment when you look at yourself in the mirror and think wow this person is me and i have this body and this life and everything feels so strange why am i me and not someone else
Holding back your thoughts actually makes you think about it more. It’s like you try as hard as you can not to think about pink elephants in the room, but the more you try, the more likely the elephants doesn’t go away
(via psych-facts)
Social anxiety level: “mentally rehearsing the word ‘Here!’ over and over before the professor calls your name during roll call”
Social Anxiety level: holding all your money from the moment you walk in the door so when you get in line to pay u don’t have to waste everyone’s time
Social anxiety level: Being done with your test before anyone else but not wanting to get up and walk to the front of class, so you wait until someone else stands up.
Social Anxiety level: Editing the fuck out of everything you say mentally, so that you don’t come off as annoying for saying too much by including unnecessary details no one asked for or care about.
It’s ridiculous that I’ve done these things all my life and never even realized it wasn’t normal
*wakes up at 9* nice
*immediately falls asleep, wakes up at noon* less nice