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perfumeandpancakes:

ellen degeneres can host my funeral

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“We are so used
to the idea of a woman
hating herself
that the thought
of self love and confidence
is repulsive.”

Michelle K., What Do You Really Mean When You Call Her a Bitch? (via michellekpoems)

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lesb1an:

thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg:

Fun Fact:
The fall was not scripted, Anne actually slipped while filming, although she started laughing they kept with the scene. The director didn’t yell cut because she waved her hand a little (what looked like when she waved at Lily to keep talking) to signal that she wanted to keep filming the shot. The editor eventually chose this shot because he felt it fit Mia’s character a lot more than the scripted shots they had.

how did she not start crying after getting cunt punted that hard.

lesb1an:

thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg:

Fun Fact:

The fall was not scripted, Anne actually slipped while filming, although she started laughing they kept with the scene. The director didn’t yell cut because she waved her hand a little (what looked like when she waved at Lily to keep talking) to signal that she wanted to keep filming the shot. The editor eventually chose this shot because he felt it fit Mia’s character a lot more than the scripted shots they had.

how did she not start crying after getting cunt punted that hard.

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johannsebastianbitch:

You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.

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