I was rewatching this movie the other day and got up to the point where she and Miss Honey meet for the first time in the classroom, and she mentions that her favorite author is Charles Dickens.
And, like, I always thought they namedropped him in order to make her sound intellectual, but it occurred to me really suddenly and violently that the reason she loves Dickens is because he writes about children who live in abusive systems and who’ve been orphaned or abandoned and she finds comfort and solidarity in it. Miss Honey’s reacts the way she does because Dickens is special to her, likely for the same exact reason. WOW DUH.
ONLY GETTING THIS LIKE 15 YEARS LATER. ALL ABOARD THE SLOW MOBILE.
If it’s any consolation, I’m pretty sure 70% of the people reblogging this also didn’t realise this until you said it. Myself included.
because i hate it when people post these without recipes, here are all of them. some of these aren’t EXACTLY the same, but they’re close enough to still be delicious.
triple layer brownie cake / cherry bliss brownie / chocolate truffle layer cake / snickers peanut butter brownie ice cream cake / surprise inside ice cream balls / chocolate filled cream puffs / brownie cookies / chocolate snickers cake / chocolate lasagna / double chocolate brownies
Give me now pls
Took a selfie with a goat at work last week.
- How-to Choose
- How-to Pair w/Food
- Using The Right Glass Shows You Have Class
- Basic Types of Wine
- Expanded typing of Wines
- What Temp For EachType of Wine
- Knowing Your Wine Colors
- Wine Type Descriptions
- Caloric Comparison vs. Beer
A friend once told me (while discussing wines & spirits) to learn about coffees too… " Because you’ll eventually need them, if / when you enjoy too much good spirits."How to be an Adult 201
Fuck you. I wish I could say that to you, I really do. I wish I could hate you and be mad at you, but I never could. You make me think you have feelings for me that I have for you and then you just rip them away. I understand that thinks are confusing and you may like people too much in the beginning without thinking about it. I’m just sorry it was with me.
Instead of hating you, I’ll probably just hate myself. I feel silly and stupid for even liking you in the first place now. It’s silly that I started liking someone who lives across the country and that I have never met. I suppose now we most likely won’t. I let myself get carried away with a silly dream and fantasy and I came crashing down.
I’m not sure where this leaves us. Will we never talk again? Will we be friends? Will something more, that I had once hoped to spark between us, finally grow? Am I now just somebody in your past who could be hopelessly waiting for you to return?
The sad thing is that I probably will be waiting for you. I’ll be there whenever you need me, but I’m sure you don’t feel the same way.
"But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you, not even close, not a little bit, not even at all."