Except DAMN how much do the Leafs need a Chris Pronger!? Like, so badly. Ugh.
Oh my god I’m dyyyyyying. I need to do this with my cat ASAP
These cats have no fucking idea what is happening.
Oh my god.
Those poor cats and omg I can’t breathe at all.
this is 10% evil and 90% hilarious
i am in class softly laughing into my sleeve
3rd gif is killing me
This is why everyone who can needs to come out. So you can be yourself, all the time, everywhere, and not give a damn what people are going to think or say about you. Also, she looks fucking HOT. But that’s besides the point. More importantly, she looks CONFIDENT. She looks secure in who she is, despite her obvious discomfort with being photographed, she looks comfortable in her skin. And there is nothing hotter than that.
Ellen Page attends the 2014 Vanity Fair Oscar Party hosted by Graydon Carter on March 2, 2014 in West Hollywood, California.
I could actually watch this scene over and over and over again every second of my life until season 5 premieres.
You just have to stop talking.
Holly’s face in that first cap, I swear. She’s so freaking happy to see Gail there. This is why I love gifs. you see things you could never notice watch clips, because sometimes these things are so fleeting and clips move to fast. Gifs slow everything down so that you can really get the nuances.
Gail and Holly in 4x12 (3)
Two of my favourites :) All that’s missing is Jo Kelly, and you’ve got the trifecta of gorgeous Canadian actresses
Charlotte Sullivan. Holy crap. Girl, you are GORGEOUS.
I love this ship so much.
Fangirl challenge | [3/15] pairings
This should be every profile on every dating website ever. It would make my life a lot easier.
I WANT POCKETS THAT ARE AS DEEP AS MEN’S POCKETS! PCKET EQUALITY!
an unofficial entry in the now-defunct “butch please" column
every year, we dance this dance. we say these lines, and i try to get my timing right, my nods and my apologies, but she has the monologue down, she doesn’t want this to be a two-man show anymore. she’s been reciting her part for so long now that i know half the words, too. there are moments when the sentences don’t even need to be finished for how familiar they are, how they fit into my memories like little white scars.
i buy you these beautiful clothes, and you don’t wear them. we save all year so you can have nice clothes, so you can have a nice christmas, and you never wear them. i never see them on you. what happened to the sweater i bought you last year? the one with the beads on it? why do i buy you these beautiful clothes if you don’t care? i would have loved to have beautiful clothes when i was your age, beautiful clothes like these. why do i bother? it hurts.
Okay. I am not a butch as Kade, and my mom is not nearly as obsessed with rigid gender roles as her mother, but this still resonates so badly. Sometimes, just sometimes, my life can feel just a little bit like a tiny sliver of this. And if that hurts me as much as it does, I cannot comprehend how Kade must feel.
In case you’re in need of motivation, have some from the Doctor.
You can do it!
Thanks Doctor, I needed that.