Cat Full of Bags

I just reblog a lot.

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camwyn:

trailofdesire:

I get that the answer here is necessary for plot/character development reasons, but it still makes me kind of sad that the answer wasn’t “art.”

It’d be consistent with depression, though… especially if he’d already tried and found that there just wasn’t joy in it for him any more.

Don’t forget that at this point, Sam probably doesn’t even know that Steve used to art. Sam knows Steve more as Captain America than as Steve (though that would be the case with most who don’t know steve personally). So Sam’s response is the most logical. I have absolutely no doubt that if Sam knew about the art, he would have suggested it.

(Source: lmnpnch, via stevebottoms)

They were together, even if they were far apart.

(Source: cusack, via thingols)

the-she-celt:

happyspider6:

just-a-skinny-boy:

The sun isn’t bright just because I say it is. It just is. It was bright before I even knew the word for bright. I didn’t decide what it is, I acknowledged what it is.

You aren’t worth something just because I say you are. You just are. You were worth something before I even said anything. I didn’t decide that you are, I acknowledged that you are.

This is what I mean when I say “You are worth it.”

This is great.

I have no words.

(via arorogers)

Men always say that as the defining compliment: the Cool Girl. She’s a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means that I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like she’s hosting the world’s biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.
Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see these men - friends, coworkers, strangers - giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watched too many movies written by socially awkward men who’d like to believe that this kind of woman exists and might kiss them. I’d want to grab the poor guy by his lapels or messenger bag and say: The bitch doesn’t really love chili dogs that much - no one loves chili dogs that much! And the Cool Girls are even more pathetic: They’re not even pretending to be the woman they want to be, they’re pretending to be the woman a man wants them to be. Oh, and if you’re not a Cool Girl, I beg you not to believe that your man doesn’t want the Cool Girl. It may be a slightly different version - maybe he’s a vegetarian, so Cool Girl loves seitan and is great with dogs; or maybe he’s a hipster artist, so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics. There are variations to the window dressing, but believe me, he wants Cool Girl, who is basically the girl who likes every fucking thing he likes and doesn’t ever complain. (How do you know you’re not Cool Girl? Because he says things like: ‘I like strong women.’ If he says that to you, he will at some point fuck someone else. Because ‘I like strong women’ is code for ‘I hate strong women.’)
I waited patiently - years - for the pendulum to swing the other way, for men to start reading Jane Austen, learn how to knit, pretend to like cosmos, organize scrapbook parties, and make out with each other while we leer. And then we’d say, Yeah, he’s a Cool Guy.
But it never happened. Instead, women across the nation colluded in our degradation! Pretty soon Cool Girl became the standard girl. Men believed she existed - she wasn’t just a dreamgirl one in a million. Every girl was supposed to be this girl, and if you weren’t, then there was something wrong with you.

Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn (via whenimathome)

(Source: the-library-and-step-on-it, via arorogers)

blogofimpossiblethings:

Ugh. Kids these days. With their taste in things that’s different than my taste in things was when I was their age due to the ever-evolving media landscape and constantly growing range of options and things that have nothing to do with their intelligence or anything going down hill. Get off my lawn.

(via starklaufeyson)

mjschryver:

At New York Comic Con, Madame Tussauds (web site, facebook) unveiled a new addition to their Marvel Superheroes collection: Hawkeye, as portrayed on film by Jeremy Renner.

The strikingly realistic figure had its world premier at the Midtown Comics booth (#2036), at 12:30pm on the con’s opening day, October 9th, 2014.
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Top: PR photo, by Madame Tussauds
Bottom: fanboy photo, by me

(via aliksunshine)