laceypanties:

gnate1:

I’m so sick of girls who “just don’t like” horror flicks. They are lame, so lame.

Movies never scare me.

WORD.

I’m really turned on by drunk and inappropriate Kiefer.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,

I am in the graceful rush

Of beautiful birds in circling flight,

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

R.I.P. Shannon Doupe, 1988-2008

SOULWAX FOREVER.

But The Fame Monster made me a convert. WHY, THOUGH, IS IT MIXED SO FUCKING LOUD. I can’t even listen to it on my iPod at full volume.

meesters:

Willa Holland on the set of GG, December 15th, ‘09.

GPOYW. me in january