Cannot WAIT Till It Starts Looking Like This Outside Again

well you can tell jesus, that the bitch is back

thinking about how hard this movie is going to hit when i finally have my ed degree and some experience… the layers of this movie that unfold every time i rewatch it is insane, the plot from Keating’s point of view is insane.

one of his top students finally lives his dream, and wow, he's amazing. then, suddenly, he's gone. no final words, but keating is sure he had a large part to play. keating watches as, gradually, the boys turn against him, but he doesn't hate them for it. there was no other choice, he gets that. charlie gets expelled, and there are now two empty desks where the most eager students used to sit. the boys to first rip up pritchard's stupid introduction, and stand on his desk. and the first to leave.

now, keating stands in his old classroom, listening to cameron read Understanding Poetry. thinking so much has changed, yet so little may be done about it. as the whole chalkboard is wiped clean.

little does he know, the remaining poets will call out to him, cherishing his teachings, and mr mcallister's steps gradually get further out into the snow. change can glide through the air, if only you allow yourself to inhale once more.

𝔞 𝔠𝔲𝔭 𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔶

i think about you when i’m not even thinking

"𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓻𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮"

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"'ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴛᴀʟ ꜰʟᴀᴡ': ᴀ ᴍᴏʀʙɪᴅ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱQᴜᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴄᴏꜱᴛꜱ." - ᴅᴏɴɴᴀ ᴛᴀʀᴛᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

im so excited for september to be crisp mornings, thick sweaters, long car rides, leather boots, coffee coffee coffee, walks in the cemetery, pumpkin everything, late night study sessions, extra blankets in bed, & bonfire parties

late night study stream: the entire history of film production ever i guess good coffee great coffee time!!!

hello friends! i am here to once again provde silent companionship on our pursuit of knowledge in the moonlight hours of a sunday evening. would you care to join me on this great adventure?

but then it passed, as all things do