You've Seen Me

there’s no god, no rules, no judgments, except for those you accept or create for yourself. and once it’s over, it’s over. dreamless sleep forever and ever. so why not be happy while you’re here? really. why not?


remember that time Johanna saved Katniss’ life by putting her own on the line only to be captured and tortured but did it all knowingly and willingly

or the time Katniss was able to get Johanna out into the rain and also help her assemble her guns when the trainer wasn’t looking

or the time Katniss offered to be Johanna’s roommate

or the time Johanna wanted to dance with Katniss

or the time Katniss spent a huge amount of her final moments before heading into the heat of war finding a simple bundle of pine needles so Johanna would have a personal item of her own that SMELLS LIKE HOME

❝ Being a good writer is 3% talent and 97% not being distracted by the internet. ❞
the writer reblogs, being distracted by the internet  (via hughsdancys)

Katara: What are you doing?!
Zuko: Keeping rocks from crushing you.
Katara: Okay, I’m not crushed. You can get off me now.


[made rebloggable by request]

read like a motherfucker. don’t learn from your betters, just inhale them. imprint rhythms and chokeholds and things-that-shoot-up-your-spine into your fingertips. read how romance novels create characters so vivid you want to fuck them and have them be fucked. read brutal minimalism and extravagant prose. read children’s books to remember about wonder and post-modernists to remember about freedom. read because at some point you will be so full with the consumption of language you will need to start pouring it back out again.

write like an asshole. write things when you’ve stayed up so late you are delirious. write when you’re drunk. write when a song has made you feel catastrophic. write when you’re famished. write when you’re spitting mad. write so you don’t curl up in the bottom of a shower and sob. write when people have torn strips off you. write when you’re high on adrenaline. write because there’s a monster on your back and you need to make it real and separate from your soul. eventually, you will not need any of these props to make you brave enough.

seriously. that’s it.


To be honest I just don’t really think that piercings, tattoos, hair color, etc. should be considered unprofessional. Being professional is about your attitude and how you handle certain situations and how you interact with people. How are you going to decide someone is unprofessional just because they have blue hair? That just doesn’t make sense to me.



Journey web gif by Zac Gorman


the worst bit of the whole movie was when valjean came into cosette’s bedroom with his shirt open and i was worried that tom hooper had decided to go in a different direction with their relationship



the best scene in cinematic history lbr

this is such a blazing saddles moment thank you tarantino 

There is no point in sitting around waiting for the right level of skill, or the right mental state, or the right anything you think you’ll need to accomplish your goal. If you stop and wait until everything falls into place and the time feels right, you will never create anything at all, because the time will never feel right. Not if you’re too scared to even start. You are as much a work in progress as what you write or draw, and your work will only grow if you allow yourself to.

Don’t wait. Do it now.