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Adam Driver on the set of Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker (2019)
✷ STAR WARS : THE PREQUEL TRIO ✷
i’m seeing rise of skywalker on saturday.
if anyone spoils it for me until then, i will cry.
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my favorite part in attack of the clones is when obi-wan just fucks off to play space nancy drew on Clone Rain Planet with the alarming giraffe-necked aliens and swans in like “HELLO IT’S ME, the jedi who definitely… … was here before and probably, uh, spoke to you, and stuff” and theyre like “ah you are here for the order” and hes like “beg pardon” and theyre like “the order of millions of identical human men?” and hes like “RIGHT YES. ABSOLUTELY I AM HERE FOR THE ORDER OF MILLIONS OF IDENTICAL HUMAN MEN”
and then later when he SNEAKS INTO A CORNER TO FUCKING… facetime yoda… like “ok so we have these millions of identical human men who were apparently suspiciously ordered for us by someone???” and yodas fucking response is just “when countless sapient lemons life gives you…….. send those lemons into intergalactic battle you must”
and obi-wan’s like “shit man you’re so right"
There literally isn’t a frame of this scene where Obi-Wan doesn’t look confused as hell
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Life is better with each otter! It’s a great time of year to connect with those you love. Photo of two otters at Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming, courtesy of Trent Sizemore.
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crows have been documented holding ‘funerals’ for many years. however, researchers suggest that they may not be mourning; evidence indicates that crows may be examining the body & surrounding area for potential threats to the rest of the flock.
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So it’s not a funeral…
…….it’s a fucking autopsy and criminal investigation.
You might even call it
a murder investigation.
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Flashback #1
That time my “mom” dragged me out of the car and into the house by my hair and shoved my head under the faucet because she didn’t like the way my hairspray smelled.
*Feel free to share a flashback of your own.*
That time my “dad” hit me across the head and screamed at me when we were on a walk. I was six and had just thrown a snow ball at him. He said that I was being sly because I was mad.
That time my dad had a fit over the butter knife still having some butter on it and threw it across the room. Wedging itself into the cupboard by my sisters head, theirs still a hole there.
It’s a long story, but that time my mom dragged me up the stairs by my hair, threw me on my bed, climbed on top and just kept hitting. All over a pill bottle she was determined I had done something with.
She found it in her robe pocket a couple hours later.
That time my cat was missing so my mom hit me on the back of the head and screamed at me that it was my fault that he got out and that he was going to die alone and afraid outside because of me (he’s ok, we found him three days later hiding under a bush safe and sound)
That time my dad forcefully grabbed me, dragged me from my bedroom and down the stairs, and then screamed in my face that I was “acting like a fucking five-year old” because I was in the middle of an emotional breakdown and didn’t want to go to school.
that time my mom and dad drove me to the lake just to go through my phone, and they found a conversation i had with a girl i liked (i’m also a girl) and told me if i continued down this path i would go to hell which terrified me and prompted me to fake being straight for years. later they took away my phone all together, i was beaten with the belt until i gave them my passwords for everything.
We came back from another fun time at the pool, but it wasn’t so fun when I felt the back of my head. My hair had gotten wet under the cap, and mom was going to be mad at me again. I shut my door and my breaths quicken, my vision tunneling, that’s when my eyes glanced passed the scissors. Of course. She would never notice and she would finally be proud of me. I could finally do something right. Through wet tears and half assed breaths, I took the scissors to the back of my hair and snipped away huge chunks.
This was one of the reasons why I can never go into the pool, not without my anxiety going into high gear.
The time my mom choked me because I dared to have a growth spurt and needed new clothes because none of mine fit me anymore.
the times ive told my parents i think somethings wrong with me and they laughed and said it was a phase and i was immature
When my stepdad started to hug and caress me in ways that didn’t feel good, and I grew hostile towards him and started to avoid him as best as I could. Then he went to my teacher and complained (making sure I heard him) about me not liking P.E and asking the teacher to motivate me to exercise more. And when I got anorexia, the more I lost weight the more he complained about me eating too much and being a financial burden.
All the times my mother has grabbed my stomach, shaken it saying, “You’re poor belly.” while smiling. She would do this every time I had “too much food” in her eyes. Also all the times she called me fat, pregnant, flabby, etc.
That time my sister cut the heads off my teddy bears, locked me in my room, apologized with a smoothie and then dumped it on my head. The times I’ve been hit or manipulated for speaking my mind or calling out bullshit. Distracting my parents from my younger siblings by being the “bad child”. My family members talking shit about me behind my back or while I’m in the room and telling me I’m faking my disabilities. Being verbally abused into hurting my self by cleaning, cutting, or disordered eating.
That time when… i dont know because ive repressed my entire childhood and can only remember snapshots of the things, causing me to have a terrible memory.
But also that time when I talked to my parents about my multitude of mental health issues then they pretended to call multiple therapists before dropping the subject entirely, not to mention this was only after I had begged and begged for them to believe me.
Headlock on the ground for almost and hour. Screaming and crying.
That time my mom pinned middle-school me to the kitchen wall and said “I outweigh you and could take you if I wanted.”
Don’t remember the rest of the context, to much repression.
the time my auntie and mother beat we with a belt cuz i started to cry over how badly my sew in burned and didn’t stop when they told me to
The time I accidentally left the door opened and all 13 of the cats my mother was hoarding got outside when I was 10. We got home and she found they were out there and I admitted I was the last one out. She screamed at me and got my dad, he lifted me up by my shirt, I could feel my head touch the ceiling. He yelled at me with so much hatred in his voice that I should stop being a “fucking dumbass” and make sure to the close the door. My mother stood by him with a sly grin co-signing the whole thing and reveling in the fact I was getting in trouble for something I didn’t mean to do.
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