" Last year I abstained
this year I devour

without guilt
which is also an art "

helltotheknope:

Amy and Seth’s take on Daniel Day-Lewis retiring is improv comedy gold. I’m legit in tears 😂😂😂

A Gordon Ramsay Poem

gordonramsaypoetry:

Who put that on there?
was it a fucking ghost?
Listen to my
eyes: Where’s the fucking tuna?

liveitout:

For all of the lethal barbs, snappy comebacks, and compliments dripping with poison condescension that first defined Big Little Lies, the show’s most powerful moments came when no one was speaking at all.

The seventh and final episode of HBO’s miniseries let snap all the tension that had coiled into knots over the weeks, somehow both suddenly and in excruciating slow motion. And no scene illustrated that simultaneous horror and release like the climactic one of the finale — and really, the entire series — when all the women stared at each other in silent urgency and immediately understood everything without saying a single word.

If my calculations are correct, there are approximately 10,000 things happening all at once in this scene. But the most obvious revelation is one that the entire series had been building to: Celeste and Jane share an abuser in Perry, Celeste’s violent husband who had, as it turns out, also raped Jane years earlier.

Jane’s eyes stretch wide with shock. Madeline, jaw setting with determined anger, urges Celeste to look at their friend and understand — which she immediately does. Just offscreen, their erstwhile rivals Renata and Bonnie connect the dots, their faces ashen and taut with alarm.

In seconds, and with the threatening man in question standing mere feet away, these women trust each other completely. It’s an unflinching instant of wordless recognition, an understanding so deep that speaking its underlying fear aloud is unnecessary.

It’s a feeling of awful, vital solidarity — one that I, and countless other women, know all too well.

Big Little Lies’ most riveting moments are the silent ones between women

" A rumor has spread now that
darkness and light are finally severed;
that tired feet have found
the steps to their sanctuary;
customs have changed—
the afflicted are reprieved
of their pain;
that we are free to revel in our union;
the torments of migration over
and forever forbidden
If this is true then why is the heart still fervid,
gall hot, eye votive—still after the miracle?
Where did the morning breeze come from?
Where has it gone?
The unknowing streetlamp still burns
The night is as heavy as before
Our hearts and eyes are still in fetters
       Let’s keep going, friends
       We haven’t yet arrived "

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“Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does most of the time. Whatever is going on is as usual. Even this is as usual, now.

We lived, as usual, by ignoring. Ignoring isn’t the same as ignorance, you have to work at it.

Nothing changes instantaneously: in a gradually heating bathtub you’d be boiled to death before you knew it.”

—Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

Note to self: Do not live as usual. Do not ignore.

To feel anything
deranges you. To be seen
feeling anything strips you
naked. In the grip of it
pleasure or pain doesn’t
matter. You think what
will they do what new
power will they acquire if
they see me naked like
this. If they see you
feeling. You have no idea
what. It’s not about them.
To be seen is the penalty.

―Anne Carson, Red Doc>

" Last year I abstained
this year I devour

without guilt
which is also an art "

mancandykings:

I wish I was strong enough for it [lack of representation] not to matter. It does, I have to admit. It still affects me, and not just as an actor. Movies may be as close to a document of our national culture as there is; they’re supposed to represent what we believe ourselves to be. So when you don’t see yourself at all — or see yourself erased — that hurts.

renlybarathecn:

‘’My birthday is the day after Christmas, so it’s always the same. My whole family just descends on my birthday and I get no attention. And I like attention. So, I always end up getting really grumpy and selfish on my birthday.’’ 

Happy 30th Birthday, Kit!

lavenderbyun:

Korean Dramas ft Disney

beautiful-unfolding:

_{if all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place}