YOU KNOW I DON’T FIND THAT KIND OF NASTY TALK FUNNY, EARL. IT ISN’T SEXY EITHER. I’VE GOT OVER FOUR HUNDRED ROMANTIC ADVENTURE NOVELS IN THE HALL CLOSET AND THERE’S NOT ONE DASHING HERO IN ANY OF THEM THAT USES THE KIND OF DIRTY PHRASES YOU DO. WHY CAN’T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE A GENTLEMAN?
PLUS YOU’VE NEVER SPIRITED ME AWAY FROM DANGER ON HORSEBACK. NOT ONCE.
Early viewing of August: Osage County
…Benedict’s final scene. He plays piano and sings a song, y’all. Get ready, Cumberbitches. You’re gonna die…
This year just may be the end of me.
Because it reminds me of Siobhán
Oh dear god what have I done…
Reblogging it again because I just was scrolling through my dash on my phone and saw it and pressed play and my brother gave me the dirtiest look and I just said “wait for it” and then I laughed and he stared in horror
That was fun
I JUST SPIT OUT MY ORANGE JUICE.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS