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thetomska

Thoughts?

No thanks, I’m trying to cut back

limeshade

STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI released december 15th, 2017 directed by rian johnson cinematography by steve yedlin

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If you’re a writer of any kind and you don’t plan to make the protagonist end up with the villain then please stop giving them sexual tension and better chemistry than the people they end up with. Please I’m begging you- I don’t know how much longer I can stand seeing a protagonist end up with a dry ass good guy when a sexy brooding man was waiting there this whole time. Please my weak heart cannot handle another disappointment.

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Taylor Swift as My Chemical Romance’s Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge (2004) era

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So sorry I've been MIA. For anyone still around my name used to be elevenssilentnight 😊.

#personal

wishfulthinkinglove

♡ LOVER PHOTOSHOOT ♡

rosewillow82

When you ship two people who fight with each other:

Nemesis? More like NemeKISS

kpfun

#detective pikachu

talkaboutmadd

me going off to one of my 4000 daydream universes after a long stressful day

pedromgabriel

- And suddenly you asked for the impossible -

by Pedro Gabriel

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18 Pictures That Prove Group Projects Are Pure Hell

systlin

This made me nearly bite a pencil in half in enraged memory.

@ THE REST OF MY ANCIENT HISTORY CLASS; Y’ALL ARE WELCOME FOR THAT FUCKIN A THE REST OF YOU DID NO GODDAMN WORK FOR

thebibliosphere

Oh man, so I know everyone hates group projects with ample good reason, but lemme just tell you something that happened to me in my final year of uni. My dad got real sick and was in and out of hospital numerous times, one time with a suspected heart attack. Which meant my mum ended up caring for my dad, and I wound up caring for my disabled brother, on top of working a part time job and going to university full time.

My grades slid dramatically. I was having to appeal nearly all my results with my professors, and was mercifully granted extensions by all but one of them. (Which, if you’re out there Ronald: stub your toe and step on lego for the rest of eternity.) And then our Revolutionary Cultures prof. assigned a group project, and paired us at random with our classmates. And I knew, I knew I was just going to be a dead weight so I went to my new buddy and told them we should go to the profs office and ask for her to be switched to someone else who wasn’t just going to drag them down. And my new best buddy for the rest of the semester looked at me, looked at our assigned project, and very gently started to cry as she told me “I was just about to say the same thing to you,” and then tearfully told me her mum was dying, and the only reason she hadn’t dropped out to take care of her was because her mum wanted to see her graduate. She’d been given six months and we graduated in five. Provided we finished this class. And we were both out of appeals and leniency time.

It’s probably one of my most vivid memories from the whole college experience, just sitting on the floor of the Renaissance Lit corridor hugging someone who until a moment ago had been a relative stranger known only in passing, and trying to tell them it would be okay, we’d get the paper done. And we did. We scraped a C- together between the two of us and we managed to coast over the passing mark for the class and were allowed to graduate with abysmal but passing marks.

And I still think about her all the time. Especially when I wind up in group projects for work, and it feels like no one else is shouldering any of the burden, I make a note to reach out and say “hey, you don’t seem to be engaging with this much, are you okay?”

And a lot of the time it shocks people. They’re not expecting earnest concern for their lack of interest, and you find out things like their kid is sick, their dog just died, they’ve got health issues going on, or sometimes they just don’t know where to begin with the project and didn’t want to tell you that because they were frightened of being judged or perceived as lazy when they’re just overwhelmed.

And I honestly wish things like this were taught in team building exercises, cause that’s what group projects in school are. They’re supposed to be teaching you how to work well with others and achieve a common goal, while at the same time totally skipping over the fundamentals of human interaction and how to engage socially with others, and it’s fucking bullshit.

naamahdarling

I had something snarky to say, but that last comment is too important to distract from.

LOVER IS OUT TODAY

HERE'S MY COLLECTION

ALL 4 EDITIONS FROM TARGET AND THE AMAZON PRIME DAY BUNDLE THEY HAD

#taylor swift #lover #ts7 era #ts7 album

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guys ... her mind fucking

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YES YES YES YES

pastwhereourfeetcouldtouch

WAIT IT GETS BETTER

everything that happens in those rooms is literally the narrative of those albums.

Red room (red): her man makes her jealous/maybe cheating, the Taylor from the yellow room (fearless) is out of place, lots of friends

Black attic (rep): she holes up with just her lover and private time with nobody else

Pink room (lover): she's happy and close with him but also has happy time to herself here, a balance, happiness

Blue room (1989): when her fame spiked and her life became a fishbowl of voyeurs and any lover she had entered the fishbowl alongside her

Green room (debut): he's just putting up a frame showing they just began, she just plays instruments innocently enjoying her time with her lover, no real understanding of love yet

Purple (speak now): SHE IS JUST IN IT ALONE SINGING & PLAYING PIANO BECAUSE SHE WROTE IT BY HERSELF (they also have the cute dinner and dance in here, like the love she fantasized about on this album)

Yellow (fearless): playing board games and living life upsidedown - this one is the only one im not sure about? maybe that's the era where her life literally turned upsidedown from fame???

TAYLOR DID I GET IT RIGHT