8 Facts about the Catching Fire movie and its cast
REASONS TO LOVE PROFESSOR MINERVA MCGONAGALL
Remember all the times that your heart was ripped from your chest?
Disney movies (and others like it) taught us how to love, how to cherish life and how powerful death can be. At a young age, these were very important lessons.
YOU MOTHERFUCKER TOY STORY THREE CAME OUT WHEN I WAS 18 AND I BALWED LIKE A BABY YOUNG AGE MY FOOT
ALRIGHT THATS ENOUGH NOW
You see that on the floor. Yeah those are my feels… I don’t want them back
1. I don’t want my daughter to define her thoughts the color of a 12AM sky. I want her to define her thoughts as stars because even though the sky looks intimidating they embrace the sky with a beautiful light.
2. I don’t want my daughter to think I’m a dead end. I want her to dig her sorrows out of her skin and plant them in mine.
3. I don’t want my daughter to have a time capsule clinging to her spine, making her feel decayed at a young age. I want to be her time capsule, she can put away sorrows, fears, the things that make her heart jump around her body within me.
4. I don’t want my daughter to have ashes of memories rushing through her veins. I don’t want her to rip her skin horizontally hoping to spill the ashes out.
5. If I ever have a daughter, Jesus Christ I am definitely going to be the opposite of the lady who claims our DNA is identical.
EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE NOT CAT
YOU ARE STILL GOOD
WHEN HUMANS THINK YOU ARE GOOD THEY DO THIS
AND I THINK YOU ARE GOOD
(PET PET PET)
“You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA suck it.
He was always hungry, her Drogon. Hungry and growing fast.
Drogon’s scales are black, his horns and spinal plates are blood red,and his eyes are smouldering red pits. Drogon’s flame is black fire shot with red and the wash of its heat can be felt 30 feet away. His wing flap sounds like the clap of thunder. He bleeds black blood.
Rhaegal has green and bronze scales. His green scales are a dark green, the green of moss in the deep woods at dusk, just before the light fades, and they gleam like jade. His claws are black. His eyes are bronze, brighter than polished shields, and they glow with their own heat. His flame is orange-and-yellow fire shot through with veins of green.
Viserion’s scales are cream, but his horns, wing bones and spinal crest are gold colored. His teeth are shining black daggers. His eyes are two pools of molten gold and his flame is pale gold shot through with red and orange. Viserion has a roar that would send a hundred lions running.
I am so thirsty for emotional and physical intimacy with someone
I want to nuzzle their neck and lay entwined on my bed and lazily kiss their lips and make them food get to know every single curve and contour they have
I want to touch someone with my finger tips and make them feel loved