who the fuck is allen stone
It's not about her being 15, it's BECAUSE OF HER PARENTS!
I’m completely fine with the very real possibility that I will live out the rest of my life having never watched this video.
I’d drink his tears like a big ‘ol jug of wine.
for those that need an explanation, none will suffice.
get out.
I love the Alicia Vikander’s work so I’m all for her being nominated twice; but it’s hilarious how she was submitted in the role of “support actress” for Ex Machina when she was arguably the main character over and above the other two people in the film.
The cologne bottle did the same for me.
STOP ASKING QUESTIONS AND APPRECIATE THE AMAZING GIFT WE’VE BEEN GIVEN.
I wish I had made a bunch of garbage movies. You know what the best part is? You still get paid. If someone handed me $5 million to be in a movie, I don’t care if it is Sharknadooctopus versus Dinoturtlecroc 13: Escape from the Sewers, again... in 3D” and I would show up to work every single day whistling a happy…
Except masturbation feels good and isn’t exceptionally stupid.
Seriously! The song is not about a woman not being able to say no - it’s about a woman not being able to say YES due to societal pressure (written in the 40s when women had to be coy instead of frank about sexual desires). Honestly the “it’s a rape song” interpretation is pretty fucking dumb
“Say, what’s in this drink” is a well-used phrase that was common in movies of the time period and isn’t really used in the same manner any longer. The phrase generally referred to someone saying or doing something they thought they wouldn’t in normal circumstances; it’s a nod to the idea that alcohol is “making”…
Haven’t you ever seen a Doris Day movie? Or any romantic comedy of the 40s and 50s? The whole point is that when the guy pursues her, the woman is supposed to play coy. She has to be talked into having sex, she can’t just say “Yeah, let’s go” because that would make her a whore. It doesn’t mean that she isn’t into…
Oscar Isaac is so delicious. Inside Llewyn Davis is the only movie about a depressing asshole that made my ovaries explode.
Ugh....please, please, don’t start.
OMG Oscar Isaac is just amazing. In everything he does. I bet you can go into the bathroom after he shits and it smells like old spice. *swoon*
I don’t mind seeing one every now and then but some people just post them one after another and it’s like...how much inspirational shit do you need? How can so many things be so profound to you? It’s the same people every damn time, too.
what I hate the most are those passive-aggressive emo posts like “I’m not mad at…
Have you ploughed both a field and a butt? I have, and I’m going to have to strongly disagree. Butt plowing > field plowing.