Pink Nails and Comic Books
hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

Maybe, as a successful adult, I am not supposed to say things like, “My outlook on life and conception of myself as a person are thanks largely in part to a television show about a teenage detective,” but if that’s the case I don’t really want to be a successful adult. When I started watching Veronica Mars, it was the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college, and I had developed a personality that was largely centered on letting terrible dudes push me around and make me feel awful about myself, and I was very sad, all the time. And then I watched Veronica Mars, which is about fathers and daughters and class warfare and high school and murder and most of all, to me, the triumphs and pitfalls of being a smart, tough girl in a world that would rather you be stupid and compliant.

It’s not about being perfect. It’s about celebrating being you and your uniqueness.

kikofficial:

that sentence was wild from start to finish

kikofficial:

that sentence was wild from start to finish

tyleroakley:

ketchuppee:

Emma acted out the scene first, and then Helena Bonham Carter mimicked what she did. so it was Helena Bonham Carter pretending to be Emma Watson pretending to be Helena Bonham Carter pretending to be Bellatrix pretending to be Hermione pretending to be Bellatrix.

MY BRAIN CAN’T KEEP UP

rubberbandgirlme:

if cap3 isn’t called “captain america and falcon: we’re up all night to get bucky”, i’m not watching it

“Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair?
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips?
Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet?
Who taught you to hate your own kind?
Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to so much so that you don’t want to be around each other?”

- Malcolm X, 1962

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