[technicallity]

[barcarole]

Audrey Hepburn during the filming of Funny Face in 1956. Photos by David Seymour.

[dacremontgomery]

[junkienicky]

I can’t wait for the fandom to crawl out of the abyss when the 15 second teaser drops in february, talk about it, cry about it, gif it for a week, then sink back under our rocks for another 4 months until june…..

[mingrose]

And then it’s all downhill from there.

[dacremontgomery]

[slapsacks]

me: *one headphone doesn’t work properly*

me: *twists headphone cord around arm, folds it in half, pinches cord jack, drapes cord carefully on lap, hunches over, and holds it against ear*

headphone: *works*

me: ah perfect

[walkinginthewnd]

I wear my personality on my sleeve, for sure, and my look is constantly changing because so am I.

[rockstargirlfriend]

[adorablelies]

he’s out his head, I’m out my mind we got that love, the crazy kind

[zendaya-source]

“Feminism is about believing in the power of a woman as much as you believe in the power of anyone else, and believing in our strengths and the things we can do, and knowing we’re just as powerful, competent and strong as anybody else.”

[1973vv]

[serializedcomics]

[abeltesfayes]

I feel like I don’t really care about impressing other people. I thoroughly enjoy impressing myself. I enjoy dressing in something cool and saying, “Damn, I look cool today! I did that!”

[adoreyu]

“i’m trying to break out of that long hair, big boobs stereotype that women feel they have to conform to. i mean, we’re not living in the freakin’ 1950s – short hair is ok. have people really got so little imagination? every morning i look in the mirror and i feel like a blank canvas and i choose who i want to be. in a normal job you have to live by someone else’s rules, but i’m in a job where my work is play and i don’t have to pretend to be something i’m not.“

[inthenameofloveforthesakeofpower]

Halsey photographed by cbfour.co

[onestartotheleft]

Being in love with someone means loving them when they haven’t eaten all day. Forcing them to eat in the middle of the night. When they are freezing holding them even though you’re burning up. Waking up to their morning side and loving the way they open their eyes to you even with the boogers. Loving them is waiting until they fall asleep to leave because you know it’ll make them happier and then leaving with a forehead kiss even though they won’t feel it, a peaceful claim to let yourself know how lucky you are to be kissing her. Loving them is being in the worst fight in the world, at the risk of losing them, having an emotional break down, but still worried about if they are okay. Loving them is an addiction. Its an ongoing curiosity about what they are doing, if they are alright, how their day has been. Wanting to be by their side 24/7 even if you don’t speak a word. Loving them is not giving up. The non-existence of impossible obstacles. But the existence of courage.

kc  (via h-eavensdoor)