In which baldwinboy5ive begins to question her morals but decides to embarrass the crap out of BB Burn anyway
For a brief moment I debated posting these but then my attitude of “well, if you don’t want to be stalked, then don’t put yourself on social networking sites!” won out. And I consider message boards to be a form of social networking.
eckses & I laughed ourselves sick today. We were laughing at Burn Gorman. We weren’t laughing with him. We were laughing at him :/
We were laughing at him.
[cracks knuckles] This is a doozy, folks. But also very long, so I’m going to have to put this under the read more thingy. This is really long, but ostensibly the best (and worst) Burn Gorman post I’ve ever made. Guilty feelings about digging up his past life as BB Burn notwithstanding, here we go anyway [deep breath]
i feel a bit terrible for reblogging this and in all honesty i can’t quite bring myself to believe this yet, but if any of my followers were wondering why i’m on such a state (or just felt like laughing their asses off tonight), please enjoy the following post, courtesy of the ever-lovely baldwinboy5ive.
You know what? I don’t apologize anymore. I don’t. If ever he were to get on my case about this, I would just hold out my hands in a gesture of “Hey, back off, dude,” and say to him “XTREME CAUTION, Burn. RESPECT the baldwinboy5ive.”
And then I guess I would have to leave.
IVE BEEN STARING AT THIS PIC FOR LIKE 40 MINUTES
you are (not) becket | raleigh/mako
There are two brothers in dinghy boats but one is farther out to sea, past the wreckage of what will come, has come for them, depending on which memory you are borrowing at the time. Do not call out. It is safer to imagine you don’t see them, bobbing once-twice over the swell, hands the crests of little waves goodbye. The brother that belongs to the ocean would crawl inside your skin and refuse to leave, and the brother that remains would thrill to find him there. It is a magnificent storm. Think of how it would feel to drown, to draw breath after breath of water, the salt burning your eyes wide open. Do not call out.
There are two brothers in dinghy boats but one is farther out to sea. Let’s call them Becket. And because the older Becket is the farthest gone we’ll consider him the braver, the faster, the better of the two, and therefore the most likely to appear at the edge of the razorlined chasm between you and me, humming old tunes that everyone will feel guilty not to know. Becket is thinking about his brother carrying a piece of him greedily inside his chest. He is thinking that if only he had the energy he would unhinge his brother’s jaw, slide his hand inside his brother’s throat, and repossess himself: the lost corner of a largely unremarkable painting that is nonetheless incomplete, badly torn, on its own.
There are two brothers in dinghy boats but one of them is farther out to sea, or just here, just next to you, depending on which Becket you are. For the moment between two breaths it was all so peaceable — you inhale and I will exhale, you open your eyes and I will close them — but each Becket wants to be the other one. My name is Becket and I didn’t ask to be your gravestone. Like I wanted this, Becket, I fucking swear to god. They are together and they are not together. They are both clinging to the same scrapped through life, and they hate each other for it.
50 shades of grey dream cast
steve buscemi as christian grey
john travolta as anastasia steele
written and directed by quentin tarantino
soundtrack by seth rogen laughing throughout the whole film
CHERNO ALPHA’S JAEGER PILOT ACTORS READ FANFICTION BASED ON SASHA AND ALEKSIS I AM SO CRY.
THIS CAST, YO.
HAHAH I SAW IT TOO LIKE… YO CONGRATS TO ARCHADIANSKIES…!!!
OH MY GOD.
THE ACTRESS JUST REC’ED THEIR FIC.
THEIR FIC JUST GOT REC’D BY THE ACTUALLY ACTRESS.
I WOULD DIE.