i'm so full

Here’s the second reason that I’m super excited about the next chapter of Call My Name (coming soon to a website near you)

“You wrote off everything my son told me about the restraints and the drugs as a symptom of his psychosis,” Tom says. “Now you’re telling me it was true. So now I have to wonder exactly how much of what he told me about your facility is true. I’m pretty sure that you guys are supposed to be trained on how to de-escalate situations with combative patients. You know, he was on a med before, a few years ago, that made him combative. Depakote, I think. And I’m pretty sure he never needed to be restrained then.”

“He would have been much younger.”

“Really? That’s your excuse? Come on, he’s seventeen. He’s not some MMA fighter that you need to strap down.”

“The mentally ill can be extremely strong when they feel threatened – ”

Tom slams his hand against the wall. “You’re calling my son mentally ill because he discovered a maximum security ward tucked away in your supposedly safe psychiatric hospital, and you didn’t want him to tell anyone about it, so you convinced him it was part of his psychosis. And when I questioned you about it, because those were symptoms my son has never showed before, you lied right to my face. And now you’re accusing him of being an accomplice to the jail break of a serial killer. I’ve got to tell you, I don’t know what to believe anymore. But I’m starting to believe a lot of what my son told me about your facility.”

I dunno y'all

I just get so tired of explaining again and again why something is sexist or whitewashing in Hollywood and how it could’ve been done better.
I am so sick of hearing, “Well that’s what sells” because really? It’s self fulfilling. Stuff like that sells because they don’t give us other choices. It sells because the media companies conditioned their audiences to expect it.
That shouldn’t ever be “normal” and I shouldn’t have to accept that my favorite characters will be whitewashed, pushed back, or lazily written based on ethnicity or gender.


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.


Everyone on this planet, at some point in their lives, has had a major case of the feels–those days when your heart is just too small to hold the big things you’re feeling. Today’s one of those days. We think of our emotions like they’re these unique, personal phenomena, that no one has ever felt what we have felt. There is a basis in science for every emotion we feel–anger, love. As a scientist, I know there’s nothing magical about what makes us feel something for someone else… (x)


special1004: ..Again 2006.. You all who didn’t change whether it was then or now.. And my looks..^^ㅋㅋ It seems like today’s Inkigayo performance will leave a lot of memories.. It’s like blowing on a hole made in the corner of my heart.. Thank you, thank you and thank you^^ And know that it’s not November 6th yet ㅋㅋ 10th anniversary special album doesn’t end here, I hope that everyone will continue streaming and downloading.. Please listen to Devil a lot!!^^ㅋ I love you ELF!!.. instagram.com/p/5UYr0JKNrK/ (cr)