Sarah. 27. Oregonian. Married with dog. Iron Man. Hannibal. Game of Thrones. Various things.
If you say “old sport” three times in front of your mirror Gatsby will appear and awkwardly hit on your wife
I saw The Great Gatsby last night with The Wives (my husband’s friends’ wives), and while I’ve always identified with Nick Carraway, it was kind of amusing to realize that in some ways (un-Daisy related sort of ways) I was very much sitting in the theater with a Gatsby. I told her after the movie that she was totally Gatsby and I was Nick, and now she keeps calling me old sport in her texts. I am okay with this.
If I feel low, all I need is a warm bed, a glass of milk, cookies and Winnie the Pooh
when u accidentally hurt ur friends feelings and they insist that its fine but u know it isnt
owning a gun
- is a right
having healthcare
- is a privilege
self-encouragement. not quite there yet.
Reading between the lines - Gijs Van Vaerenbergh
Depending on the perspective of the viewer, the church is either perceived as a massive building, or dissolves — partly or completely — into the landscape. Those viewers that look from the inside of the church to the outside, on the other hand, witness an abstract play of lines that reshapes the surrounding landscape. In this way, church and landscape can both be considered part of the work — hence also its title, which implies that to read between the lines, one must also read the lines themselves. In other words: the church makes the subjective experience of the landscape visible, and vice versa.
Great Gatsby captioned exactly how it happened.
The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.
