Don't Blink.
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“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.” -
And the reason everyone love Lottie is because holy hell does she exceed expectations.
Not only is she openly best friends with a colored woman, something downright shocking for their time period, right when you expect her to yell at Tiana for embarassing her and ruining the beignets intended to win over Naveen, she doesn’t. She immediately helps the poor girl in the house, cleans her up, and gives her the prettiest dress she has. Who honestly saw that coming?
And my god, the ending. She’s ready to kiss the frog, and get the prince she’s always wanted, and the moment she finds out Tiana loves him?
She agrees to kiss him so he and Tiana can get married. No strings attached. And she’s crying tears of joy because Tiana finally found her man. She loves Tiana that much.
Lottie is a character who came out of nowhere, is spoiled sweet, and won over everyone in the theater. And she looks damn great doing it.
i actually came across this brilliant oneshot about lottie that i love to pieces. everyone go read it.
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Cliffs of Moher, Ireland (by laughlinc)
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The D is silent hillbilly…
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It’s not “bacon,” it’s a pig.
It’s not “veal,” it’s a calf.
It’s not “steak,” it’s a cow.
It’s not “meat,” it’s an animal…
its not “fruit”, its dividing cells that accumulate fructose…
it’s not delivery. it’s digiorno.
It’s not a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
It’s not “levioSA”, it’s “leviOsa”
Maybe it’s Maybelline
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