This Lil Theory Of Mine Isn’t Supported By Strong Bases But Its The Hill Imma Die On

Kind of love university only because all of my friends put down what dates I have tournaments into their calendars so that way they can arrange study sessions around it..

taken out of context, Goncharov is actually one of the funniest characters of all time.

he refuses to have sex with his hot wife. she invites him to dinner with Sofia (and was almost CERTAINLY going to propose a threesome) but he's like no thank you. i have to go stare into Andrey's eyes for 3 hours. he gets a motorcycle and crashes it 10 minutes later. he gives a eulogy at the funeral of a guy he killed. he picks a fight with a grandfather clock and the clock wins. his wife loses the mansion in a poker game because he was busy throwing a tantrum in his man cave and then she comes home and points a gun at him and he looks at her like a middle-aged suburban dad whose kids just broke the TV remote for the fifth time.

ok but one thing i love about goncharov is the ironic subversion of themes. like we have katya, the madonna-like character whose white palette screams of loyalty and purity, while andrey is the judas-like character whose motifs are the dagger and the poisoned cup.

but at the end, it’s katya who draws a gun on goncharov, and andrey who’s left holding his bleeding body in his arms. by having the “loyal wife” be the backstabber and the “doublecrosser” be the broken-hearted lover, scorsese subverts both biblical imagery and gender roles, and he does it in such a subtle and poetic way too, without taking away the complexity of either character. 

one of my favourite things about tumblr is how it's all lovingly handpicked. there's no algorithm forcing things onto your feed, but instead long chains of mutuals and followers passing posts around simply because they liked it and ooh, maybe you might like it too. the entire website runs on people's sheer love of other people's posts and it's probably the best thing about this website. at least it's definitely the reason that this place feels more like a community than any other social media.

tumblr posts about writing bilingual characters: bilinguals DO NOT change their language in the middle of the conversation! It's unrealistic!

me, who said the phrase "i have beaucoup de friends" this morning:

ajkssdjfk this is becoming a problem

its kinda rushed but i made this it'd be cool if yall took it

The dead poets society when you ask “is water wet?”

Neil: Fully believes water is not wet, has no evidence, has a brutal (but friendly) argument with Charlie about it. It gets ugly. They start pulling out the yo mama jokes.

Todd: Stands there really confused, like a deer in headlights, immediate panic no thoughts head empty

Charlie: Fully believes water is wet, has no evidence, ends up losing the argument because Keating agrees with Neil.

Knox: “…water…*is* the wet…?”

Meeks: “Well the definition of wetness is when water adheres to the surface of a material, so you could make the argument that water is wet because it is a bunch of water molecules that touch other water molecules, but that would also mean that a singular water molecule is dry, because it doesn’t have any other water molecules on it to make it wet.”

Pitts: *cries*

Cameron: *tries to agree with Charlie but gets told to shut the fuck up*

Keating: Laughs a little bit because what kind of silly question is that, but he thinks about it for a second and decides that no, water cannot be wet in the same way that dirt cannot be dirty, or dust cannot be dusty- things can be dusty if they have dust on them, but you wouldn’t take a handful of dust and say “wow this dust is super dusty.”

hhhhHHHHH i needed this

To love something is to be afraid

The Last of Us (s01e03) // A Little Life (Hanya Yanigahara) // The Hunger Games (dir. Gary Ross) // War of the Foxes (Richard Siken) // Edmund gets Stabbed - Narnia (dir. Andrew Addamson) // Emily Dickinson // Death in the Sickroom (Edvard Munch) // Fleabag (Created by Phoebe Waller Bridge) // SKAM (Created by Julie Andem)

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