Repeat after me: I do not own my bias and I have no right to know what is going on in his/her life
COME ON PEOPLE GET IT TOGETHER
R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Simple as fuck. #privateisprivate
We are all a Kwangsoo
Lol this made me laugh. There’s a little Kwangsoo in all of us indeed :3
Can I just spazz? #daragon #nyongdal #explainthis
생일을 축하합니다! G-DRAGON #Happy27GDay
I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman, “If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.” I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch? It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then. Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged. Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for? There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car. Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting. We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, “This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.
Ashton Kutcher (via whenthecamerasoff)
I agree 100%..take the time to read this. I write letters to the Zombie all the time!..Sometimes I leave little Post-it notes everywhere for him to find (yes CHEESE I know) It really makes a difference.
When was the last time you received a post card in the mail? Spell check free notes are always fun I recommend sending one to a friend today :)
We stuck it out this far together
Put our dreams through the shredder.
Let’s toast, cuz things got better.
And everything could change like that.
And all these years go by so fast, but
Nothing lasts, forever.
Here’s to us.
Here’s to love.
All the times that we’ve messed up.
Here’s to you.
Fill the glass.
Cuz the last few nights have kicked my ass!
If they give you hell,
Tell them Go fuck themselves.
Here’s to us.
Here’s to us.
Here’s to all that we kissed,
And to all that we missed,
To the biggest mistakes that we just just wouldn’t trade.
halestorm , here’s to us
Patience is power. Patience is not an absence of action; rather it is “timing” it waits on the right time to act, for the right principles and in the right way.
“Aria, this is dangerous for the both of us.”
“But I’m only worried about you. I want you to be safe, to be happy, and I want you to be sure that this— that we are what you want.”
“There’s only one place I can be sure of that.”