Defining your own sexuality sucks.
I thought my dog was about to vomit after we just came back from our late night walk, but, no, she was just revealing all the leaves she had collected.
The FILM LOVER CHALLENGE A.K.A. COUCH POTATO CHALLENGE. List 15 movies that you love as fast as you can! Then tag 5 humans. Non-humans are okay too.
tagged by justastormie
oookay here’s where my boring taste in films comes out!
- pride and prejudice
- robin hood (disney)
- robin hood (costner)
- robin hood: men in tights
- robin hood (javert)
- les choristes
- sherlock holmes & sherlock holmes: a gay of gays
- princess bride
- lotr series
- life of brian
oh gosh okay so I want to disclaim that just because these are my favorites should not be taken as an indication that they are necessarily quality films, but:
1. Pacific Rim
5. How to Train Your Dragon
6. Sky High
8. Stick It!
10. Captain America: The Winter Soldier
11. Spirited Away
12. The Road to El Dorado
13. Whip It!
14. Fern Gully
15. Marvel’s Avengers
holy shit there is a name for it
Well damn. Explains a lot.
Suddenly I understand some of my fan base a LOT better. That is Awesome.
"holy shit there is a name for it" was my reaction before I even scrolled down to the comments.
I just need to keep reblogging this because I cannot even begin to tell you how profound a feeling of YES and THIS and THERE IS A WORD FOR ME OMG I get every time I see this, and I hope it helps others too.
seriously, anytime you see a post with a comment saying “theres a name for it?!” reblog that post because even if it doesnt apply to you any of your followers could be waiting for that revelation.
There’s a moment when your fingertips disengage from the porcelain handle, when your foot falls in touches terra firma in just the wrong way, when the word is begun but already regretted—that’s the moment when foresight and hindsight overlap in an impossible Venn diagram. What comes next and what just happened should never overlap like two loaves of bread in the oven, each billowing out of their predetermined forms and sealing together.
If the second could be caught—if knowing the moment that just passed will end in the awful moment about to occur—if it could be caught and frozen, unwritten, undone, what a glorious second that would be. You can keep your time machines for making sure the baby was never born or shaking Shakespeare’s hand, I just want the option to undo what I have just done before it finishes being done. I need no Morlocks or Eloi, no George Carlin in a phonebox, no promises that Arnold will be back. I just want to be sure—completely, sigh-of-relief secure—in being able to reel back in the seconds that flew away too quickly.
What can happen in a second?
so I’m going to be doing them every now and then. Block the tag “storytime with B” if you want to ignore my rambles.