Q:
How stupid do you think you are? (asked by rubyrazor)
A:

rubyrazor:

Very! :D


abby-graceful:

"bisexuals have straight passing privilege"
did you mean bi erasure ?
having people constantly assume im straight or gay based on who im dating or how I dress isn’t a privilege. it’s degrading and ignorant.



tylerjoseh:

Nine photos of Josh Dun

as requested (x)


skeletalpilot:

"People, Josh. There are people here. Josh, people are close to me. Hide me, Josh."

-Tyler Joseph’s face in this picture


grrlfriends:

[knocks on ur front door at 3 am with flowers] hey have u ever listened to twenty one pilots


"You dance up on them haters."




tomhardyvariations:

It’s thrilling to see how much attention Locke is getting. Article in the Wall Street Journal :

Tom Hardy is Driving the Car

The British actor literally steers the upcoming “Locke

Tom Hardy isn’t supposed to be this good an actor. He’s that guy built like The Hulk who bashes people in the face, right? He’s the metal-masked villain Bane in “The Dark Knight Rises” and the brutal Virginia moonshiner Forrest Bondurant in “Lawless.” He’s the destructive Pittsburgh cage fighter Tommy Conlon in “Warrior” and “Britain’s most violent prisoner,” bloody and naked much of the time, in “Bronson.”

But now here he is in “Locke,” driving a BMW in a yuppie sweater, delivering one of the most subtle and powerful film performances of the year. “Locke” is unlikely to be wildly commercial: It consists solely of one man driving in a car, engaged in speakerphone calls, for 90 minutes. Ivan Locke is a construction manager who builds foundations with concrete, but the solid world he has built for himself has started to crack and tremble. He has potentially career-ruining business problems at work to resolve. He has problems at home that really can’t be solved. He’s driving away from something and toward something, determined to do the right thing, despite the consequences he will endure. Speaking in a soothing Welsh accent borrowed from Richard Burton, he strives to remain steady while the voices coming into his car panic. The movie premiered to raves at the Venice Film Festival in September and opens in U.S. theaters on April 25.

"If you’re going to have one actor on screen for that length of time, you have to have the best," says Steven Knight, who wrote and directed "Locke." "And in my opinion Tom is the best actor we have. We being Europe."

Wait—Batman’s nemesis is the best actor in Europe? And there’s something else it’s easy to get wrong about Mr. Hardy.

"I’m not huge at all," says the London-born Mr. Hardy. "I’ve had lots of lads tell me ‘I thought you were bigger.’" He’s 5-foot-9. His normal weight is about 158 pounds, and even for shirtless, muscle-bound roles in "Warrior" and "Bronson" he only beefed up into the 180s. "There’s ways of creating an image—camera angles, intention, voice. You put the weight on in places where the camera’s going to pick it up. You stand in a way that the camera’s going to pick up. I would move as if my limbs were much heavier, move a bit like a boat on the water."

Tom Hardy isn’t the biggest, meanest guy in the room at all. He just knows how to act like it. At this point in his career, at age 36, Mr. Hardy is getting impossible to overlook, even if he insists in submerging himself so deeply into his roles that he has avoided becoming familiar to the average American moviegoer. Later this year, he’ll play a Brooklyn bartender in “The Drop,” with the late James Gandolfini, from a script by Dennis Lehane. He’s the new “Mad Max,” a road warrior with an Aussie accent, in a sequel due in 2015. Next January he’ll begin production on “Rocketman,” a biopic in which he will portray Elton John.

Robert Falls, artistic director at the Goodman Theatre in Chicago, recalls Mr. Hardy’s American stage debut in 2010, in the play “The Long Red Road,” directed by the late Philip Seymour Hoffman. Coming to Chicago after shooting the underrated drama “Warrior,” Mr. Hardy diminished his muscled-up body to portray a withered, self-destructive alcoholic, drawing partly from his own past.

"I think the experience that people had in the 1950s of seeing Marlon Brando on stage experienced the exact same thing as seeing Tom Hardy on stage," Mr. Falls says. "A just unbelievable commitment. And a sort of sensitivity, like Brando, where he was both extraordinarily masculine but in touch with a feminine side as well."

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Something starts happening. Then something is
happening. Then something happens. And then nothing
happens. And then something new happens. Then
someone you don’t know jumps off a tall building and
dies on the sidewalk in front of a group of schoolchildren
on a class field trip to the natural history museum, but it
is you. It’s been you this whole time.
— Zachary Schomburg, from “Agnes the Elephant,” published as part of the PEN Poetry Series (via bostonpoetryslam)

outlandishrumor:

THIS IS LITERALLY THE MOST ACCURATE/BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN ON TWITTER.

PATRICK KNOWS US BETTER THAN WE KNOW OURSELVES.


haleyscomett-art:

I FOUND IT

NO ONE BELIEVED ME WHEN I SAID I HEARD AN ICE CREAM TRUCK DROPIN BEATS DOWN THE STREET

NOW I HAVE A VID TO PROVE IT OMG I’M SO HAPPY I DIDN’T IMAGINE IT YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME



twentyoneaddicts:

I find it hard to hide it my pride is no longer inside, it’s on my sleeve and my skin will scream reminding me of who I killed inside my dream.