god body dysmorphia fucks me up so much i’ve lost 30lbs since december and i don’t really see it sometimes when i look in the mirror for a brief second i can see the loss but that’s like once a week everyone around me keeps on telling me that i look amazing and that they can see i lost 30lbs when i tell them how much i’ve lost but i just don’t see it and i’m sure the more i lose the less i’ll see it too


Adam Driver discussing his favourite part of fame on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert (03.30.2016.) (x)

anonymous asked:

To the anon who talked about dogs with T. That's OK even if you've been seeing T for a long time. It's OK to talk about that type of stuff. T and I talked about cats yesterday. Sometimes I just wanna chat with my T. Sometimes ya just need a light and fluffy session. We laughed. We talked about serious stuff too but in a very light hearted way. T told me about her cats and we shared a bag of gummy candy. Great session. My T taught me that EVERYTHING is important, not just the bad stuff



so i was watching this episode and i realised something. eliot’s just driven from portland to just outside oklahoma city, right, to try to patch things up with his dad. it’s a decent drive, solidly twenty-four hours of drive time, longer if you stop to do things like pee or sleep. but he finally gets there, and he pulls out the beer that he brought, hoping that he could make things right, and–

that’s bridgeport brewery beer. that’s hardison’s fucking beer. and eliot has carted this sixpack across half a dozen states, the beer sitting on the passenger seat. and maybe nobody’ll get it but eliot, because he sure as hell isn’t going to tell hardison, sure isn’t about to offer it to his dad, but he’s trying, ok; he’s doing something, he’s making something. he’s part of something.

Treasure that which is precious, especially when it’s transparent.


“This is all just… very familiar.”