nearly…..best…..thing……ever :-)
(Source: dammitjim-imadoctor)
My children must love Harry Potter, if they don’t, I’ll just throw them in a cupboard under some stairs.
AND THEN THEY WILL NOT HAVE TO LOVE HARRY POTTER - THEY WILL BE HARRY POTTER.
(Source: wholockpottergames)
THEN RAISE THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KIDS!
AND GIVE YOU ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU’D EVER FUCKING NEED.
AND PAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT FUCKING MORTGAGE.
AND THEN WHEN THE GUTTERS ARE CLOGGED I’LL GET UP THAT FUCKING LADDER AND CLEAN THAT SHIT UP WHILE YOU STAND BY THE KITCHEN WINDOW COMICALLY JUDGING MY WORK.
AND THEN WE CAN VACUUM THE FUCK OUT OF OUR CARPET SO HARD THAT WE’LL HAVE TO GET A NEW ONE.
WE’LL WASH OUR CLOTHES SO GODDAMN FUCKING HARD. FORGET NO RINSE, WE’LL USE HIGH FUCKING SPEED.
BUY A FUCKING MINIVAN TO STUFF OUR BEAUTIFUL FUCKING BABIES INTO IT AND DRIVE THE FUCK OUT OF IT.
THEN WE CAN GO SOME FUCKING PARENT-TEACHER MEETINGS AND MEET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KID’S TEACHER. THEN JUDGE THE SHIT OF HER IN THE CAR.
AND WE CAN THEN PILE ALL THE CHILDREN IN THE FUCKING MINIVAN AND GO TO THE STORE AND SHOP FOR GROCERIES SO HARD THAT WE ACTUALLY HAVE TO MAKE MORE THAN TWO TRIPS TO GET ALL THAT SHIT INSIDE THE HOUSE.
AND THEN COOK THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KITCHEN UNTIL WE HAVE NO FOOD LEFT AND WE FEAST ON THAT SHIT FOR FUCKING DAYS.
I WILL EAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR HOMEMADE COOKIES.
THEN WASH THE SHIT OUT ON THE DISHES TOGETHER UNTIL OUR ENTIRE HANDS GET FUCKING PRUNEY.
WE’LL WATCH OUR KIDS FUCKING GRADUATE AND MOTHER FUCKING TEAR UP LIKE THE BADASS BOSSES WE FUCKING ARE.
WE WILL GROW SO DAMN OLD TOGETHER, WE WILL LOOK LIKE FUCKING RAISINS.
I WILL FUCKING TELL YOU EVERY SINGLE SECOND HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
HOLDING EACH OTHER’S FUCKING HANDS SO HARD THAT WE SHIT OUR SELVES.
UNTIL WE DIE AND ROT AS MOTHERFUCKING CORPSES TOGETHER.
TIL DEATH DO US FUCKIN PART.
HAPPILY EVER FUCKING AFTER.
For you my dearest.
I want :-)
(Source: valiantchild)
I did an exercise with my Dance History class today inspired by the Isadora Duncan’s style of creation. She would listen to the music first and then create. It was more about the creation and art, rather than the structure and rigidity. So I played the class two different styles of music. A more classical piece, “Love is Blue”, and then my absolute favorite Beatle’s song, “Blackbird”. After each I asked everyone to create their own “Greek sculpture” (Isadora Duncan was very inspired by Greek art). And it was amazing the difference in levels and attitude between their sculptures after each song. I, myself, was very impressed. It proved the fact that Isadora’s method of creation obviously works and shows the influence music has on movement.
The sparks just must be flying………….
Its crazy that creativity can have its own sort of on and off switch. To me, its like that lover that you can never get your mind off of, but loves to allude you until you deserve to be with them. And I suppose “the sparks just must be flying” because all of a sudden, its like I can create again. All of these thoughts just flying through my head, and all of these visuals and sequences and words. Almost as if a Willy Wonka explosion of imagination and desperate ideas dancing in a whirlwind of creative wonder. And I LOVE IT. I haven’t felt like this in too long and now I feel like I am on top of the world again. I can be inspired again. Move over black and white, colors are here to stay and rock your world. I don’t know if it is from the personal transitions in my life at the moment, or maybe even all of everything I dealt with this summer is finally exploding within me and lighting the spark? All I know is that I am going to keep paper and pen on me at all time so that I can take advantage before creativity decides to allude me again :-)
gooey insides right now.
Come here kittehhh, let me love youuuuuuu
(Source: ifoundthisandthoughtitwasfunny)
