I was sitting on sea ice when I heard a little peep over my shoulder.
Fandom artists are the best
This is so fucking beautiful
You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father’s bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin’ was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t.
Little Forrest, he’s doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He’s really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He’s so smart, Jenny. You’d be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can’t read it. I’m not supposed to, so I’ll just leave it here for you.
Jenny, I don’t know if Momma was right or if, if it’s Lieutenant Dan. I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there’s anything you need, I won’t be far away.
THE ULTIMATE TEEN MOVIE MASTERPOST (80s - present)
fast times at ridgemont high
last american virgin
revenge of the nerds
the breakfast club
ferris bueller’s day off
pretty in pink
stand by me
stand and deliever
bill and ted’s excellent adventure
bring it on
the virgin suicides
not another teen movie
american pie 2
save the last dance
a walk to remember
what a girl wants
the girl next door
13 going on 30
a cinderella story
friday night lights
confessions of a teenage drama queen
john tucker must die
she’s the man
another cinderella story
nick and norah’s infinite playlist
i love you, beth cooper
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be keptinterested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Happy International Women’s Day
I want you in my bed… now. I want to cuddle under the sheets with you. I want to feel your warm breath on my neck. I want to feel one of your hands in my own… and the other wrapped protectively around me. I want to drape my leg over yours.
I want you to kiss me… everywhere… on my mouth, neck, chest, shoulders, and forehead.
I want you to make love to me… well, you know what that entails… but I want you to. And, damn it, I mean it… I wouldn’t regret it in the least.
I want you— all of you. I want every inch… from your hands that can play just about every instrument… to your voice that sounds like sex. I want to taste your lips. I want to feel your hands in my hair.
TWO YEARS Apart
It says Ana in the tags. ANOREXIA. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU GLORIFYING AN EATING DISORDER. Why does this have so many god damn notes?! This girl needs help, not people reblogging it. Bless your sweet precious little hearts.
My name is Ana
I CANT BREATH LORD JESUS CHRIST FUCK OMG
did this guy just livetweet a poisoning
that he committed
Social media needs to go away forever
SOCIAL MEDIA NEEDS TO STAY BECAUSE DANGEROUS AND IDIOTIC PEOPLE ARE GETTING CAUGHT AND PROSECUTED
‘You’re reblogging this… after all this time?’
Ellen and her Oscar friends ain’t got nuttin’ on Loki.
The real world.
This is from That’s So Raven, where Chelsea and Raven apply to work at the same clothing shop. Chelsea is white; Raven is black. Chelsea gets the job, despite being utterly horrible at it, while Raven, who has a deep interest in fashion and knows how to handle clothes, does not. The girls find this deeply suspicious, so Chelsea wears a hat with a camera on it and questions the employer. The employer admits what she does in the gif above and Chelsea and Raven submit the footage to a news station.
And THAT is why That’s So Raven is the best TV show ever.