guys Newsies is on TV
and it is the best piece of crap ever.
EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE.
THERE’S DANCING.
Eyes That Know Me
He sees her in passing at first, a ghost of a girl who hovers at the edge of their group even though she has been offered entrance into the heart. If she’s truly more comfortable on the outside, he won’t fault her for it, but he wonders what might make someone like her make that sort of choice. He knows nothing about her, but he knows she is better than this and that makes him wonder all the more. Besides, it’s not like she notices that he’s staring at her. She only seems to have eyes for another, someone almost nothing like him, and he knows it’s horribly pretentious to believe himself more deserving of love than anyone else. Okay, it crosses his mind, but it’s cruel and he knows better. Still, he watches, memorizes, waits.
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
are you satan
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
are you satan
Will Smith, Jaden Smith, Alfonso Ribeiro, and DJ Jazzy Jeff perform a Fresh Prince Of Bel Air medley on The Graham Norton Show 24th May 2013 [x]
avagueambitioninyourdirection:
All of my drawings are getting more and more lame.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
w e e p i n g
“I love her and that is the beginning and end of everything.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald (Art by by Imkellycummings)
