100 ways to say “I love you”:
1. You are beautiful.
2. I love your smile.
3. Here, let me get that for you.
4. I love seeing you wake up in the morning.
5. You are amazing.
6. I love (this) about you:
7. Stay safe. Text me when you get there.
8. I love when you do (this):
9. I think you’re beautiful when:
10. You’re too good for me.
11. I don’t deserve you.
12. I care about you.
13. Don’t put yourself down like that.
14. I adore you.
15. I can’t stop thinking about you.
16. Seeing you makes me smile.
17. I need you by my side.
18. I’m thankful for you.
19. You make me a better person.
20. You complete me.
21. Have a good day at work!
22. You’re the light of my life.
23. Seeing you makes my day.
24. I get butterflies every time we talk.
25. I’m so lucky to have you; I don’t know how I got so lucky.
26. You set my heart on fire.
27. I’ll walk you home.
28. I love to make you happy.
29. You’re my soulmate.
30. You’re my best friend.
31. I can’t wait to see you (again).
32. You mean the world to me.
33. You’re my rock.
34. I value you.
35. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
36. I love being around you.
37. Pull over and let me drive some.
38. Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.
39. I want you.
40. You complete me.
41. You’re my happiness.
42. Do you need anything?
43. I want to hold your hand and never let go.
44. You’re the only one for me.
45. You are my heaven on earth.
46. Every time I look at you I fall in love all over again.
47. Drive safe.
48. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
49. Forever isn’t too long, because I know I’ll be with you.
50. I’d rather argue with you than kiss someone else.
51. You look great today.
52. I love that _______ on you.
53. You look cute when you push your glasses up.
54. I’ll always be here; I’m here for you.
55. My heart hurts when you’re not around.
56. I can’t think of what my life would be like without you.
57. We’re perfect for each other.
58. I cherish you; you’re more important than anything else in my life.
59. I will love you until I die, and even after.
60. You’re mine.
61. I support you.
62. I’m addicted to you.
63. You’re perfect in my eyes.
64. Take this; it’ll help you feel better.
65. I can’t wait to see you.
66. You’re the only one for me.
67. I’m crazy about you.
68. I had an amazing time with you.
69. I feel so lucky to have you.
70. I’ll never let you go; I’ll never want to.
71. I hope this moment never ends.
72. You leave me breathless.
73. I’d do anything for you.
74. Seeing you happy makes me happy.
75. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.
76. You always find a way to make me smile.
77. I can’t put what I feel for you into words; it’s too great.
78. I still get jealous even though I know you’re mine.
79. I’m listening to you.
80. I made this for you, I know it’s your favorite.
81. I’m excited and nervous for tonight with you.
82. I got you your favorite candy.
83. I’ll always care about you.
84. I made you breakfast.
85. I can never stay mad at you.
86. I love your eyes; they’re gorgeous.
87. I love that outfit on you.
88. You look so cute.
89. You’re the highlight of my day.
90. How’d you sleep?
91. Your smile makes my heart go crazy.
92. I hate seeing you cry.
93. It’s my job to make you happy.
94. I want to spend more time with you.
95. I’ll fix it.
96. I hate when we argue.
97. You’re the only person I want to live my life with.
98. You drive me crazy (in a good way).
99. I’m proud of you.
100. I trust you, I always will.
And then it happened, she came - my muse, the love of my life, my partner in crime. I fell stupid, crazy madly in love with her. My wife gave me three beautiful feral kids - zozo bear, lola bear, my lovey and the wolf and with them my dream finally came true I’m a father, I found my place, my home.
When you’re depressed or sad, the worst thing to hear from someone you trust is ‘just get over it.’ So here’s what I want to tell you- your feelings are valid, you are allowed to feel whatever you want without someone belittling you or saying that you are crazy. If it was that easy to ‘just get over it’ we would. Hang in there and try your hardest to get through each day. Don’t give up hope that things will turn around. Because without hope, there’s just hopelessness.
A letter from me to you, because I need to hear it also
You know what’s beautiful? That Andrea and Scott love us as much as Taylor loves us. You know what I mean? They could live their life, mind their own business and don’t care about crazy fangirls crying over their daugther and doing insane things for her but they are with us instead. They go to the secret sessions, they visit fans’ houses with Taylor, they are at every show, they pick people to meet Tay, they spread joy, give life advices, they cry with us, laugh with us, they tell stories. They literally treat us like we’re their kids. It blows my mind that this whole family is so open, so caring, so loving and so wonderful to strangers. No wonder why Taylor is such an angel.
I always feel like giving up when I feel like my life is falling apart. But I think the truth is that there isn’t such a thing as a life falling apart. A life falling apart is simply a life that is changing extremely in a way we don’t expect it to. So if you feel like your life is falling apart—know that right now—you are simply trying to understand what this extreme change means for you because that’s life. We just have to learn to let go and appreciate the beauty, love, and sadness that comes with its ups and downs because life is like a river and we just have to learn to go with the flow. So smile, cry, laugh, and go crazy and realize that life is just a joke and we’ll all be laughing once death makes its final punch line.
When I was a kid, the Oscars felt like this impossibly larger-than-life thing. The first time I felt like I had a horse in the race was in 1990. I was 10, and The Little Mermaid was up for best song and best score. They did that crazy “Under the Sea” number with the late, great Geoffrey Holder and dudes in scuba outfits tap-dancing with flippers. We had a tradition of recording the show on our VHS, and I must have watched it a million and a half times. There was also an amazing Chuck Workman montage at the beginning of the show that depicted 100 years of filmmaking with classic scores. I was already in love with movies, but this was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life. (x)
Take a minute every day to smile. Smile at the beauty of the world, the craziness that can be life, the simplicity of being happy within who you are. When you are finding time everyday to simply be happy, you will find joy in all things. Happiness is the most vital thing in any life, allow it to take over your being and radiate out of your soul.
MORE Beauty and the Beast things I LOVE (collected upon a second viewing):
-The Enchantress/Agathe is played by Hattie Morahan, who played Elinor against Dan Stevens’s Edward in BBC’s 2008 Sense and Sensibility, and I love it when actors are brought back together. Gave me the same smiles as watching Jennifer Ehle and Colin Firth in their one scene in The King’s Speech
-LeFou paying everyone in the tavern before “Gaston” because you know he choreographed that months before and they rehearse it every Thursday just in case.
-Cadenza is playing “Be Our Guest” when Maurice overhears the music!
-Maurice’s reaction to Chip is everything
-Maurice and Belle’s relationship is so sweet and wonderful and perfect, and the fact that hearing about it and seeing evidence of it is what finally convinces Beast that not all fathers are douchebags!
-Lumiere’s not a womanizer anymore! He’s devoted to Plumette, not just flirting with her and I love it
-I love Mme. de Garderobe attacking fragile masculinity with gowns and makeup, and then shouting “BE FREE” after them like some gender-role smashing fairy godmother
-”I am not a beast.” Ugh. Just, kill me with perfection why don’t you
-The Beast’s face and eyeroll and nine-year-old boy reaction to Belle’s love of R&J, and the fact that he GIVES HER HIS LIBRARY not because he wants to win her over, but because he just wants her to read better material, and if that isn’t 183% what I would also do, I don’t know what is
-Belle’s happy little shriek after the Beast leaves her alone in the library is all of us don’t pretend it’s not
-Belle trying to hide the rope out the window by standing in front of it. Like, sweetie.
-The juxtaposition of the opening and closing dances! With Adam in the first one flitting from partner to partner and even when he’s dancing with someone, he’s always looking around for a better option, versus that final dance when his eyes are 100% on Belle
-The castle getting more and more dilapidated as each petal falls
-THE BANTER YES FOREVER
There were so many more things but I couldn’t remember them all and I need to go see it again with a notebook, but SErIOUSLY until then COME GUSH IN MY INBOX I need to talk to people about this movie and I’m driving everyone in my real life crazy
You are the reason why I am happy. You make me smile like an idiot. Your voice is my melody by day and my lullaby by night. I love talking to you. I miss your voice the time we don’t. I can’t help thinking about you and what you’re doing. You drive me crazy. My heart feels like it’s flying. I only hope you’re thinking of me too. Your face, like a beautiful painting, is something I want to etch on every brain cell I have. Your body, like a magnificent sculpture, is something I want to be by my side. Always. I love you.
10/11/16 I spent yesterday afternoon in the sitting room in Glodney with my friend Clodagh trying to get more of my essay done. I want to finish it but wednesday latest so that I can proofread it and make it exactly as I want it, but I am worried that I won’t have enough time to go to quidditch practise if I don’t finish it in enough time! The sunset was so beautiful that I had to take a photo, I hope you guys think so too. I find taking photos with my studyblr in mind gives me far more motivation to do work than maybe even the possibility of running out of time? Call me crazy. My life is pretty good right now. My friend lizzie literally said today “emily your life is like a john green book without the cancer.” so thats pretty great if you ask me. Might not be posting too much until Thursday when my deadline’s gone! Love you all! xoxoxoxo emily
“The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart” ~Rumi
Happy birthday to my adorable, funny friend with a beautiful heart, Ashley @drxgonfly!! Thank you for all you do for our crazy community and for being you!! Wishing you lots of love and sparkly kisses 😘, today and always!! *BIG HUGS* ~Angie 💜💜
During college, Lin-Manuel Miranda and a friend used to improvise interpretative dance tributes to best picture nominees at their annual Oscar party. “It was a lot of breathing and rolling around,” recalls the creator of the Broadway smash Hamilton. “We had a great Seabiscuit dance one year.”
For the New York-born son of Puerto Rican parents — his father a political consultant, his mother a psychologist — it was just another phase of a lifelong fascination with the Oscars that began when he was growing up in the Inwood section of Manhattan, playing and replaying the telecasts that his family recorded on their VCR. At 37, Miranda is about to cross the threshold from superfan to participant: “How Far I’ll Go,” which he wrote for the Disney film Moana, is nominated for original song, and on Feb. 26, Miranda (with his mother) will attend his first Academy Awards.
It’s an auspicious step in a career that will see him star with Emily Blunt and Colin Firth in Disney’s 2018 Mary Poppins Returns and collaborate with composer Alan Menken on the studio’s live-action The Little Mermaid, one of Miranda’s favorite films and, he reveals here, the gateway to his Oscars obsession.
My brain is a compendium of Oscar moments: Tom Hanks’ beautiful acceptance speech when he won best actor for Philadelphia in 1994. Roberto Benigni climbing over chairs and wanting to make love to everybody in the world when Life Is Beautiful won best foreign-language film in 1999. Kim Basinger presenting in 1990 and telling the audience that one of the best films of the year, Do the Right Thing, was not nominated. For her to take a stand, 25 years before #OscarsSoWhite, was incredible — and impressive because time has shown the prescience of that film.
I expect we’ll see more of that this year. It’s a political time, so I imagine the Oscars will look exactly like your Twitter or Facebook feed. Why should we ignore for three hours what we’re talking about 24 hours a day?
The Oscars were always a family affair when I was a kid. One sort of unintentional tradition we had every year was during the “In Memoriam” part of the show. My family called it the “She died?” section because my dad, who is pop culture-oblivious, would always go, “She died? He died? She died?!” the whole time. So, it was very sad and yet also very funny watching my dad catch up.
When I was a kid, the Oscars felt like this impossibly larger-than-life thing. The first time I felt like I had a horse in the race was in 1990. I was 10, and The Little Mermaid was up for best song and best score. They did that crazy “Under the Sea” number with the late, great Geoffrey Holder and dudes in scuba outfits tap-dancing with flippers. We had a tradition of recording the show on our VHS, and I must have watched it a million and a half times.
There was also an amazing Chuck Workman montage at the beginning of the show that depicted 100 years of filmmaking with classic scores. I was already in love with movies, but this was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life.
That was the period when Billy Crystal was hosting, and I would memorize his musical spoofs of the year’s top films. He did them with Marc Shaiman, whom I’m working with right now on Mary Poppins Returns… I was a huge fan of those moments and musical numbers — they showed a genuine love of movies while still poking fun at them. I may also be the only person in America who laughed his ass off to “Uma, Oprah. Oprah, Uma.” David Letterman’s commitment to that bit was enough to put it over the top for me. He didn’t care if no one got it. In his head, it was funny.
Hosting the Oscars is not a thing I would ever want to do… You always have to do this dance as a host: You’re playing to a billion people at home, and you’re playing to anxious contestants in a room, and that’s an insanely hard thing to divide. It’s the most thankless task in the world. I have a pretty healthy ego, but it does not extend in that direction. I’d much rather be the guy writing the opening tune than having to deliver it.
Another Oscar moment that really stuck with me was when Whoopi won her best supporting actress for Ghost. I’ll never forget, at the top of her acceptance speech she said, “Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted this,” which is so rare. Then she said, “As a little kid, I lived in the projects, and you’re the people I watched. You’re the people who made me want to be an actor.” For me, it was like she was saying, “If you want this, you can get it, too. I’m proof that you can.”
I had been seeing myself in this world since I was old enough to do anything, and it was as if she reached through the screen to talk to me. I was that kid. Even my mother used to say, “Remember what Whoopi said.”
There’s a kid in the middle of nowhere sitting there, living for Tony performances singin’ and flippin’ along with the Pippins and Wickeds and Kinkys, Matildas and Mormonses / So we might reassure that kid and do something to spur that kid / ‘Cause I promise you all of us up here tonight, We were that kid and now we’re bigger
Another of my favorite moments was in 2005, when they had Antonio Banderas sing “Al Otro Lado Del Rio” from The Motorcycle Diaries, which was nominated for best song. And then when Jorge Drexler, who composed it, won, he went onstage and sang it, like, “This is how it really goes.” It was so funny and ballsy and great. I’m happy whenever Latinos win anything, so I was thrilled by both performances.
I can’t tell you what it feels like in that room because this will be my first time at the Oscars, but I can tell you why the Oscars matter. It’s a night when the arts and artists are formally honored, and this recognition is seen by millions of people across the country and around the world. The show inspires people to keep pursuing their craft, or to seek out the nominated films or the overall body of work of the nominees, and through that exposure, people gain a greater appreciation of what the art of filmmaking brings to our culture.
a deep sigh and rubs his temples in a weak attempt to order his
thoughts. It feels like a goddamned roller coaster in there and he
really doesn’t know what to do.
“It’s just … it should be easy,
right?” he continues, shaking his head. “They’re just words.
Granted, huge words. Words I never said before to another
person outside of my family. But …”
He pauses, looking at the big golden
eyes in front of him that study him expectantly.
“What do you think, man?” Dean
asks. “Am I a coward?”
No reply, just an intense stare.
“Or am I crazy?” Dean suggests.
“For talking to a frigging cat of all things!”
Mojo finally decides to blink …
and stays quiet.
“I am crazy!” Dean
groans, throwing his hands into the air. “Instead of facing my
boyfriend and telling him that I love him, I’m talking to his cat who
likes to chase flies and lick his butt all day. That doesn’t make any
Mojo tilts his head – and damn,
he does look a bit like Castiel that way – and eyes Dean in that
typical humans-are-quite-weird way. He did it the very first
time Dean came over – the night after his first date with Castiel,
him being all jittery and jumpy, wondering whether the ‘tea’ Castiel
offered him at the front porch with a warm smile before inviting him
in actually meant a hot beverage or something completely different,
his nerves all over the place – and Mojo obviously thought him the
weirdest person on the planet.
(By the way, the 'tea’ actually
turned out to be tea. That … and the best first kiss ever!)
Since then Dean’s relationship with
the cat is kinda reserved. Mojo mostly stays out of sight or at least
far away, just staring at Dean as though he hopes that this odd human
would finally disappear and never return. There is wariness and
suspicion and Mojo only condescends to ignore all this when he’s in
the mood for some proper petting.
“You don’t care about my problems,
right?” Dean sighs. “I mean, you’re a cat, why should you? You
probably think I’m dense for not having the nerve to tell my
boyfriend – my beautiful, gorgeous amazing boyfriend – that I’m
hopelessly in love with him. That the last few months had been the
best of my life. That I’m, without any doubt, the luckiest guy
He shuts his eyes for a second.
“He’s so awesome, you know? Everything I ever hoped for and at the
same time so much more! I’m so crazy about him, you’ve got no idea.”
He fidgets awkwardly. “But how do I tell him all that? I’m so awful
at the feelings-crap and as soon as I look into his pretty eyes I’ll
forget anything I wanted to say.”
Mojo dignifies Dean’s little
meltdown with a big yawn and an I-couldn’t-care-less
Dean, however, just lets it pass.
“How do normal people do it? Just say it right into the person’s
face?” He bites his bottom lip in frustration. “How?”
“There are some who talk about it
with their boyfriend’s pet,” suddenly a very deep and very familiar
Dean leaps to his feet immediately
and stares at Castiel with wide eyes. “Cas!”
Of course he shouldn’t be surprised
by his boyfriend’s presence since this is Castiel’s place after all
and he only left to run a small errand, even reassuring Dean that it
“won’t take long”, but for some reason Dean totally missed how
much time already passed.
Castiel, however, seems highly
amused. “So that’s what you’re doing when I leave the house? Having
deep and meaningful conversations with Mojo?”
The cat merely spares them a brief
glance before starting to lick his paws and ignore them in a way only
cats manage to do.
Dean smiles crookedly. “He’s
actually not the best to talk to.”
Castiel takes a step closer and
chuckles. “Don’t worry, I’m doing the same thing all the time.”
Dean lifts an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yes.” Castiel cups Dean’s
cheek, his fingers so warm that Dean instantly leans into the touch.
“Just yesterday I told him how much I love my boyfriend.”
Dean’s heartbeat picks up its pace
rather spectacularly and he can’t contain a beaming grin. “You do?”
Castiel hums in affirmation, his
nose brushing Dean’s. “Very, very much.”
The kiss that follows is sweet and
soft and it makes Dean’s skin tingle in the most pleasant way
“I love you too,” Dean whispers
before surging right back in.
And on the couch Mojo continues to
groom his fur and probably wonders why humans are so annoyingly