Caley, 21, US. Studying English literature and film at university.
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Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.

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When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.

It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

 

(via plasticbags)

Hello It’s Me, Goodbye: Andy Warhol’s Cinema (Hong Kong, China)
dddeathanddecay: pylore: Sakai Maki wears Jil Sander - Izima Kaoru (2008) Since 1993, Izima Kaoru has worked with famous actresses and models, creating series of photos published in ”Landscapes with a corpse”. He asked his models which clothes would they choose if they had to die, and which would be the context of the ‘crime’ itself. From these questionings came poetic variations on the theme: the vamp in Yves Saint Laurent, the femme fatale in Gucci, the intellectual in Jil Sander, and so on. Looks like my perfect last moments. All white.

Television Cry Ranking (of shows I watch/ed)

  1. John Ritter’s death on 8 Simple Rules (This is mostly because John Ritter’s death shook me pretty hard)
  2. Deaths of Remaining Fishers + loved ones on Six Feet Under
  3. Nurse Laverne Roberts on Scrubs
  4. Deaths of randoms on Six Feet Under
  5. Brendan Fraser’s character on Scrubs
  6. Fiona’s speech to her mom on Shameless
  7. Thanksgiving episode with Gallagher mom on Shameless
  8. Turk and Carla get engaged on Scrubs
  9. Turk and Carla announce first baby on Scrubs
  10. Debbie’s explosion on Shameless

I think that’s it, though I’m pretty sure I cried at some point during the one season My Generation, but I can’t remember.

I don’t know how many times I’ve seen Scrubs, but every time I watch Laverne die I cry so hard.

WHOOP! 

So far I have an A in US-Mexico Border through Film, B(?) in Early American Lit., and ????? in Avant-Garde. I’d like to know my grade before the end of the quarter (in two weeks!), but them teachers be busy and not postin grades online :(

I want to do avant-garde film and art (performance and such)—experimental art. Anyone want to join me?

loving-lucy: Twenty year old Lucille Ball in 1931. I cured myself of shyness when it finally occurred to me that people didn’t think about me half as much as I gave them credit for. The truth was, nobody gave a damn. Like most teenagers, I was far too self-centered. When I stopped being prisoner to what I worried was others’ opinions of me, I became more confident and free.

Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are genuinely good guys who just don’t understand why their comments might be unwelcome. Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are creepy predators. Most are somewhere in between, and guess what? I don’t know you, I don’t know your life, and I have no idea if you’re going to leave it at “Hey, you look good in that dress!” or follow it up with “But you’d look better without it! Har har! C’mon, where’re you going? I know you heard me! Fucking cunt, nobody wants your fat ass anyway, bitch.”

When you compliment a random woman who doesn’t know you, no matter how nice you are about it, there’s a good chance she’s going to freak out internally because for all she knows, you could be that latter type. And I get that it’s really unfair that women would just assume that about you. I get that it sucks that sometimes, expressing totally reasonable opinions like “hey you’re hot” will make women terrified of you or furious at you. That’s not fair.

But if you’re going to lay the blame for that somewhere, for fuck’s sake, don’t blame the woman. Blame all the guys who have called her a bitch and a cunt for ignoring their advances. Blame all the guys who may have harassed, abused, or assaulted her in the past. Blame all the people who may never do such a thing themselves, but who were quick to blame her and tell her to just get over it. Blame the fact that if she stops and talks to you and then something bad happens, people will blame her for stopping and talking to you.

— Why You Shouldn’t Tell That Random Girl On The Street That She’s Hot » Brute Reason  (via albinwonderland)
fuckyeahbehindthescenes: The only cast member who would initially commit to the project was Geena Davis. Michael Keaton, Winona Ryder, Catherine O’Hara, and Sylvia Sidney all said no at least once. Beetlejuice (1988)