some of y’all have never gone to make a happy birthday card, and thought “i don’t need to trace it. i know how big letters should be,” and begun with a big-ass H, followed by a big-ass A and… oh, no! oh, god! ok, all right. real skinny P with a high hump, and then we’ll put the second P below the hump of that first P, sort of like a motorcycle sidecar situation. and now you have no room for the Y, so you do a kind of curled-up noodle Y. block letters and cursive look good together. and then you go to write “Birthday” and you totally forget the lesson you just learned with “Happy.” you’re like, “yeah, but the past is the past. big-ass B. surely more letters will fit in the same space,” and it really shows.
Q: I keep asking myself: ‘When do you notice that the hobby changes into like… a profession?’ MATT: When I was about 18 years old. We had to pick between… Would we either go to university or try this for a year? So we chose this, we thought: ‘What have we got to lose?’ Did that for a while and it just kinda took off and… university never happened. (x)
Tbh the best thing about Venom (2018) is that Eddie looks like complete shit the entire time. I kept waiting for the inevitable moment in all superhero movies where the guy rips off his shirt and everyone gets a minute and a half to ogle him until the plot resumes but, no, Eddie spends the entirety of the movie in the one gray hoodie drenched in sweat and looking 3.1 seconds from death. No unnecessary shirtless fight scene or shower scene. Just Tom Hardy looking like garbage and talking to himself for almost 2 hours. Poetic cimena.
This is amazing! AMAZING. Chronic illness does its best to strip you of your dignity, your control, and your identity. This is a great example of how things that might seem trivial to a healthy person, can make all the difference in someones life.
This also seems to show a great solution to the problem.
