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one must imagine ted lasso happy
it is honestly amazing how much of writing and editing is just. logistics. like... do i use a name here or a pronoun? if i move this dialogue tag to the middle of this line and break it in half, does the end of the line hit harder that way? what if i move the tag to the front? what if i remove it entirely? ...wait, whose point of view am i in; can i reasonably say this character is appalled, or must i say they look or seem or sound appalled? is this a deliberate action or a step-removed one; is her hand closing on his shoulder, or is she closing her hand on his shoulder? environment environment environment, we need to break all this dialogue up with some narration, the scene is coming untethered. what! are! they doing! with! the rest of their bodies that are not hands! fuck fuck fuck FUCK i forgot we covered this two chapters ago and now i either need to cut this whole chunk or find a reason to reprise the conversation from earlier. name or pronoun? name or pronoun? name or pronoun? move this clause around in this sentence? oh i'll add this phrase-- nope, never mind, past!me added the same phrase two lines down. okay, if i add too much environmental narration it's going to take away from this bit, but not enough and it won't feel grounded. what if i move this to its own line? where the FUCK are their hands?
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Two figures arguing on my shoulders, except instead of an angel and a devil, it's an architect and an engineer.
The BEST trope is when a character tells another âletâs run away together, we can leave all of this behind and start a new life somewhereâ and gets rejected. And then the rest of the tragedy unfolds
More folks in the public eye could take notes from Katie McGrath. More actors should refuse social media. More actors should make fans knowing their birthday into a quest lasting over a decade. More actresses should casually talk about wanting to fuck Marla from Fight Club on an obscure film podcast without feeling an obligation to loudly reveal an identity label to the world first before being horny on main.
TED LASSO IN EVERY EPISODE â 2.03 âDo the Right-est Thingâ.
Jason Sudeikis on the After the Wistle podcast with Rebecca Lowe and Brendan Hunt.
they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin
TED LASSO IN EVERY EPISODE â 2.02 âLavenderâ.
life could be so much easier if i could oscillate between a pussy and a dick at will but im sure many people feel this way
So many women have internalized the idea that being difficult makes people think less of them, when in my experience the opposite is almost always true. Every single time I have spoken up, voiced what I actually need and refused to shrink the moment in order to be more comfortable for everyone else in the room, I have been approached afterward by people who wanted to know me better. There is no reward waiting for you on the other side of making yourself smaller. People do not love you more for taking up less space, they simply get used to you taking up less space and adjust their expectations accordingly. Every time I have been exactly as audacious as the moment required, it has opened doors rather than closed them and I have made real connections directly because of it rather than in spite of it.
I always loved how back in the day before cellphones, people were unreachable if they werenât at home. You can call but I wonât be there to answer. You can leave a message but you donât know how long itâll be until I hear it. You donât know if Iâm home, but you will have to make the trip to come to my house and knock on the door, hoping Iâll be there. And if Iâm notâŚyou canât reach me!! Now that everyone has a cellphone the expectation of being reachable 24/7 is so disastrous. And letâs not even get into read receipts. I think one of the worst times of my inner peace is when I had an apple watch and suddenly every text and phone call and notification was on my freaking wrist, even if my phone was giving the illusion of distance by being in my pocket or bag or charging in another room. I stopped using it in 2022 and Iâd rather eat a jean jacket with no water than ever be so connected again. âoh you can just turn off notifications!â not the point.
Jason Sudeikis and Brendan Hunt at the Argentina vs Switzerland WC game in Kansas City. - July 11, 2026.
Jason Sudeikis at the Argentina vs Switzerland WC game in Kansas City. - July 11, 2026.
I was courteous and indolent enough to live up to what was expected of me in my profession, my family, or my civic life, but each time with a sort of indifference that spoiled everything.
Albert Camus, The Fall
Have you never suddenly needed understanding, help, friendship? I have learned to be satisfied with understanding. It is found more readily and, besides, it's not binding. Friendship is less simple. It is long and hard to obtain, but when one has it there's no getting rid of it; one simply has to cope with it
Albert Camus, The Fall
We confess to those who are like us and who share our weaknesses. Hence we don't want to improve ourselves or be bettered, for we should first have to be judged by default. We merely wish to be pitied and encouraged in the course we have chosen. In short, we should like , at the same time, to cease being guilty and yet not to make the effort of cleansing ourselves.
Albert Camus, The Fall