daysoffuturepastt:

so i rewatched first class and

It’s lovely that Robin Thicke thinks his marriage is worth saving, but this is not the way to go about it. This entire album, the track names, the hashtag; if this is in fact a sincere effort to “get her back” it’s basically a how-to on abuser dynamics. Rather than allowing Patton the time and space to decide whether or not to reconcile in private, with this album, Thicke has effectively enlisted the public to get on his side and pressure her into going back to him, and make her the villain if she refuses. “Oh, but he wrote a whole album about her! He’s really sorry!” All while he rakes in the cash, and she loses her resolve to stay away from a man who cheated on her, publicly embarrassed her and ruined a decades long relationship. —BattyMamzelle: Let’s Talk About Robin Thicke’s Manipulative Ploy To “Get Her Back”  (via afrometaphysics)

motherfuckingoj:

you know how sometimes you think you just like someone but then you’re reading their blog at 2 in the morning and rushing over to their dorm to make sure they’re ok and then suddenly you’re handing them $19000 even though you’re only a fucking undergraduate in college and you’re riding subways 14 hours a day for them

All their lives, all the time, just…how do you stop seeing it?

Andrew Garfield in Death of a Salesman

incrediblynormalbehavior:

reminder that jesse eisenberg and andrew garfield’s hypothetical lovechild is more attractive than anyone you’ve ever met

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