June 2011
430 posts
May 2011
127 posts
Need your help dear followers!
- I would like you to recommend some movies. Any year, any genre, anything. Thank you!
“ In my next life, I want to live backwards. You start off dead & get that outta the way. Then you wake up in an old folks home, feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, & then when you start work, you get a gold watch & a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol & are generally promiscuous. Then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school. You become a kid, you play. You have on responsibilities & become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa like conditions with central heating & room service on tap. Larger quarters everyday & then voila! You finish off as an orgasm. I rest my case. ”
—Woody Allen
I love that no matter how many times they hold hands or will hold hands during STL, it will always be just as exciting as the first time.
I love that they are so close.
When a guy walks by and they smell good.
Oh sweet Jesus, come back.
Yes! So true! I hope people do that too me. I try to smell good.
Reblog if you love Broadway.
(and your love doesn’t start and end with Glee, I would like to follow you!)
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
i’m still crying over this…
I can’t stop crying.
omg. tears. all over my face
brb crying </3
This actually brought me to tears.
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im crying :’(
:’(
brb crying my eyes out. :’(
:’/
:’-( <3 <3
This is like the Christmas Shoes story! T.T
ITS JUST LIKE THE SONG.
Dude, how can you NOT cry? </3
Seems Like Old Times
Diane Keaton
Seems Like Old Times-Diane Keaton
Yes, that Diane Keaton. She has a lovely voice. Love how simple and beautiful this version is. A lot of heart.
“Any idiot can face a crisis - it’s day to day living that wears you out.”
—Anton Chekhov
Bohemian Rhapsody
the best thing i have ever seen on tumblr. period.
Edit: This it the best thing I have ever seen *IN MY WHOLE FUCKING LIFEEEEEEEE* *EXCLAMATION POINT*
“I read to live. In other people’s lives, I read about the joys the world dispenses to the fortunate, and listen for the echoes. I read to live, to get away from life!”
—“I Read” from Passion (via bwaylyrics)
Your House
Jonatha Brook
Your House-Jonatha Brooke
Love this song. So peaceful, kinda romantic, and kinda sad.
Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it's very important that you do it because nobody else will.
it's a quote from Remember Me.
Thank you so, so much!
Followers, could you help me a little?
- I saw a quote recently that was more or less said no matter how insignificant the thing you do is, you have to do it. I dont know if it was here, on another site, or hell, for all I know, in a dream. But, if you remember what it is, or who its by, please let me know.
“My life is not an apology, but a life. It is for itself and not for a spectacle… My life should be unique; it should be an alms, a battle, a conquest, a medicine… Few and mean as my gifts may be, I actually am, and do not need for my own assurance or the assurance of my fellows any second testimony”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Mu audition for 'The Fantastiks' is today. Excited and nervous, which is how is usually goes.
So true at the moment.
“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”
—John Keats
