True Story

My niece loves elephants, too. So I always showed her the video of the Elephant-Parade of The Jungle Book. When she starts speaking she always said “Rade” and i couldnt figure out what she wanted. Then she startet pointing at a picture of an Elephant and again she said “Rade”. I said: “No, it is an elephant.” She said: “Yes, Rade!” It took really long to figure out that this comes from saying “Elephant-paRADE”. Now she is 2 and can speak pretty well for her age, but Elephants are still and hopefully will always be just “Rade”. Children and the beginnings of learning how to speak are amazing! :) - True Story!

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Here are a bunch of new images from Rupert Goold’s True Story, led by James Franco and Jonah Hill, with Felicity Jones, Ethan Suplee, Gretchen Mol, Robert John Burke and Betty Gilpin.

When disgraced New York Times reporter Michael Finkel meets accused killer Christian Longo — who has taken on Finkel’s identity — his investigation morphs into an unforgettable game of cat and mouse. Based on actual events, Finkel’s relentless pursuit of Longo’s true story encompasses murder, love, deceit, and redemption.

Todo este tiempo juntos y aun no comprendes mi manera de amarte. No te amo como en los cuentos de hadas, mi amor no es mágico ni viene a resolverte la vida. Yo vengo a amarte estando a tu lado en los momentos de dificultad, para tomar tu mano con todas mis fuerzas y no soltarla sin importar lo que pase. Mi amor no viene para perfeccionarte, viene para sacar hasta lo peor de ti y aun así abrazar cada uno de tus defectos. No viene para cumplir tus sueños más románticos, si no para poner de nuevo tus pies en la tierra y juntos cumplir lo que ahora son “nuestras metas”. No te amo con un amor de ensueño, te amo con un amor REAL.
—  Cartas a mi novio.
I went jogging for the first time in a long time instead of being on tumblr. This was thought process....
  • Me:Yassss I can do this
  • Me:Still doing this
  • Me:IVE GOT THE EYE OF THE TIGER ITS THE THRILL OF THE FIGHT RISING UP TO THE CHALLENGE OF OUR RIVALLLLLLLLLL
  • Me:Good god im going to die
  • Me:Omg im gonna die hungry
  • Me:Wait theres a starbucks near here...
  • Me:What if I meet my soulmate while Im out here jogging
  • Me:*earplug falls out* its a sign
  • Me:*slow motion running*
  • Me:I wonder what Louis Tomlinson is doing right now
  • Me:TO BE A MAN YOU MUST SWIFT AS A COURSING RIVER (BE A MAN) WITH ALL THE FORCE OF A GREAT TYPHOON (BE A MAN) WITH ALL THE STRENGTH OF A RAGING FIRE MYSTERIOUS AS THE DARK SIDE OF...THE MOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNN
  • Me:I see the light
  • Me:Oh shit that's the sun
  • Me:Louis and Harry probably cuddling rn
  • Me:Oh thank god Im almost done
  • Me:waIT WTF NO ONE SAID ANYTHING ABOUT RUNNING UPHILL
  • Me:The end is near
  • Me:I'm finally home
  • Me:Time for a celebration
  • Me:*eats entire house*

Baking is magic. Like, I was super hungry but didn’t have anything to eat, but I did have the ingredients for cake and a cupcake maker. So I threw all that in a bowl and was all, well these could be chocolate but they were chocolate the last time. I’ll just put some vanilla in there. And then I remembered that I had half a jar of jam in the fridge. Now I could have iced it with that but no, I just threw that fuckin jam right in the mix and now I have strawberry vanilla cupcakes and no regrets

True fucking story

Okay so most of you know I bought my new baby Lolita (2012 ford fiesta hatchback SES) almost three months ago. From day one before I even smoked weed in her I swore I could smell it. Every time I get in her there is that underlying scent of some dank ass weed. I have since buying her smoked in her several times but i keep a can of fabreze in my car to spray it down. No matter what I do I couldn’t mask the smell. Well today something made me go into my dash. I had tossed a few things in there so I was digging around. i ended up taking everything out. Underneath everything under the owner’s manual (that I’ve never touched) I find what looks like gum rolled up in a silver wrapper. I almost threw it away annoyed the dealership hadn’t cleaned her better before turning her over to me… but something told me to unwrap it. Inside was another little bag I ripped open too (I swear on everything!!!) to reveal a pretty little bud of   straight loud. I have never put weed in there. No one else has been in my car. You can’t tell me that it hasn’t been in there since i bought it. Straight up the previous owner left some forgotten about weed in the dash and traded it in and they unknowingly sold it to me with the weed still in it. You can’t make that shit up. Did I smoke it, you ask? Fuck I look like hell yeah I smoked it. <3