#his diary

[vodkaskys]

What does Harry Styles carry in his bag?

[shian-sv]

THE THOUGHTS OF NIGHT CREATURE.

- the monster in love -

I'm the creature but still hiding it from you,

you, beautiful like a moonlight of my time at the night.

my teeth covered in the blood,

what if one day you see me like that?

will you run? will you leave?

like everyone else does.

will you be scared if you would see me burn the entire places down within my blue flames?

would you still love a monster like I am?

you got a monster, you got my dead heart which doesn't beat like yours.

still over it, I fell in love with you.

you're my shining moon flower💕

I love you for eternity 💓

maybe soon enough,

I'll be strong enough to open up myself more.

only wish is that I don't want to live without you and your feelings for me.

you're my special human 💓

you make even the dead heart beat.

[theemperorofawesome-blog]

@peepersreportingin

“Look, tiny! I don’t know how you got on my ship but you’re gonna forget everything you saw here! Or else! You get me?” He emphasizes his point by angrily gnashing his sharp rows of teeth. 

[dawnlestaffs]

Inside Stories, Diaries of British Film-makers At Work.A chapter written by Peter Capaldi

I decided to scan the chapter of the book so it’s all in one post. I apologise for the rubbish quality (and also a very long post) ,but I didn’t know another way of doing it. I also didn’t want to break the spine of the book

This is a diary that Peter has written  of his experience  with dealing with Hollywood agents and Miramax, over a period of 10 months .It details the problems entailed with trying to get his film Moon Man, made.

It is very, frank, honest, and personal account. (Maybe too honest for his own good really), but it only makes me love him more.

[jessejamal]

song recommendations by kurt rip

[onlybrilliantquotes]

Her Diary vs His Diary

Her Diary: Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had palns to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong: He said "Nothing". I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it.

On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior I don't know why he didn't say "I love You, too". When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.

His Diary: Motorcycle won't start... can't figure out why.

[kevinbingham]

HER DIARY:

Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong; He said, ‘Nothing’. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior I don’t know why he didn’t say, ‘I love you, too.’ When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.

HIS DIARY:

My code is broken, can’t figure out why.

[acynicalgay]

Dear Diary,

I feel kind of numb. I don't know if it's from the cold or just me. I don't know much of anything anymore.

I miss my friends. I miss my cat. I miss my art. I miss my drinks. I miss my life.

-R