week twelve of fiftytwo. by Sarah Messina on Flickr.
"But it’s just a book"
claire // pisces // infp
"But it’s just a book"
I’m not for the book but it’s nobody’s/ nothing else’s fault that he raped her… Like its all on him… You can’t blame a book for what he did ..
HE REENACTED SCENES FROM 50 SHADES OF GREY. HE SPECIFICALLY DID THIS FOR THE SAKE OF ACTING OUT THE SCENE IN THE BOOK.
Anonymous asked:
fishingboatproceeds answered:
She does in the movie! She does not in the book! I think the movie is better for her going. (Both Radar and Angela are bigger characters in the movie than in the book.)
There are a lot of little differences like that between the movie version of Paper Towns and the book, because the movie is a movie and the book is a book. The only things I think will REALLY bother people are:
1. There is no Sea World in the book. What happens at Sea World in the book happens at the Sun Trust Tower in the movie. The reason for this should be obvious, but: No one involved in the movie wanted to give Sea World positive impressions, or potentially pay them for the right to use their name and trademarks.
2. There are substantially fewer chapters analyzing Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself.” Actually I don’t think this will really bother people, come to think of it.
And I here I was hoping that the movie would feature at least 100% more Whitman.
Same tbh.
Good news, my friends: Bequeathing yourselves to the dirt to grow from the grass you love has never been less expensive! All the Walt Whitman you can handle and then some can be yours for the low low price of absolutely free.
That’s right! PAY NOTHING NOW OR LATER FOR THE CHANCE TO SOUND YOUR BARBARIC YAWPS OVER THE ROOFTOPS OF THE WORLD!
In class our teacher held up a black book and was like “this book is red” and we were all like “no” and he said “yes it is” and we were just all like “that’s not right” and he turned it around and the back cover was red and he said “don’t tell somebody they’re wrong until you’ve seen things from their point of view”
that spoke to me
Perspective is everything.
Paper Towns came out when I was in high school, and it was my favorite book at the time. It was just so refreshing to see characters I could relate to: pretentious dorks who discuss the complexity of metaphor for fun.
The point is: this book is kinda important to me, so I wanted to make this little comic adaption before the movie comes out and INADVERTENTLY ERASES ANY VISUAL IMAGERY I HAD CREATED WHILE READING THE BOOK SEVERAL YEARS AGO.
Hope you like it!
#this story is actually sad like#he said he didn’t go anywhere when he died#but his dad wrote the book and put the kid’s name on it cause the dad knew it’d sell a shit ton of books#”no shhh you went to heaven shhhh”#despite both the boy and his mother saying they DID NOT want the book published#it was published#and the boy saw NONE of the profit#it went straight to the dad#so the parents got divorced and he lives with his mom now#and despite asking and demanding and explaining multiple times that they didn’t want this book out there#and please take it off the market#it never stopped#so what did they do?#they did the only thing they thought would work#they said he went to hell instead so that the christians wouldn’t buy it so the monsters wouldn’t keep selling it#and it worked#it fucking#worked#they’re pulling the book from shelves#I know this post was meant to be funny but damn#knowing the whole story kinda#feels more important to me (tags: abananapepper)
Reading about abusive men and the way they think. Very unsettling and an incredible book so far. Here are my very professional notes.
what book is this?
This is from “Why Does He DO That” by Lundy Bancroft.
I’m so glad I’m seeing more and more Lundy Bancroft quotes on my dash because this book CHANGES THE LIVES OF ABUSE VICTIMS.
The programs run for rehabilitating abusive men through the courts? Bancroft DESIGNED THEM. His programs are replicated ALL OVER THE WORLD.
He literally wrote THE book on abuser rehabilitation.
Here’s a link to a pdf copy. If you haven’t read this book yet, read this book.
Can we talk about how it seems like the entirety of the book is online on PDF, this making it accessible to anyone with an internet connection?
That is how we stop abuse.
We enable everyone to know what it looks like, so that when it happens, they can shut it down.
when you’re younger, being smart and being able to pass classes easily without studying is not a good thing
because then when you hit a point where you do have to study for classes, you have no idea how to study
And then you end up sitting staring at your book for 2 hours thinking to yourself: Maybe if I sleep on it some sort of book osmosis will occur and I’ll absorb the information from my book into my mind
And then you cry.
I sometimes wonder why people rate books before they’re even published or written!?
Untitled: No Further Details about the Book Are Available is currently my 3rd best rated novel. TFIOS has an average of 4.41; Looking for Alaska is at 4.18, just squeaking past Untitled: No Further Details about the Book Are Available.
Neither Paper Towns (4.05) or An Abundance of Katherines (3.75) are as well-liked as the book I have not yet written.
1. Lay on the floor of your shower until you can breathe again. Water will always love to love your skin.
2. Start writing with the intention of filling up one page. Write until your pen stops working.
3. Reread a book that once made you cry. Learn something new on every page. Notice how different chapter make you sad. Notice how the book didn’t change and grow; you did.
4. Sleep with your windows open. You can hear both the rain and boys drunkenly singing Frank Sinatra on their deck. Both are equally good.
5. Don’t forget that honey will always taste sweet, but the best way to eat it is off your fingers, laughing.
6. Remember that, sometimes, getting out of bed is enough.
i think the weirdest thing is having left over information about someone. like i still know someone’s favorite girl name. or their favorite season. or someone’s address. i remember someone’s favorite ice cream flavors. and someone’s favorite childhood book. and the mental disorder their uncle has. i remember the ages and birthdays of their siblings. i remember the song they said they’d sing to their spouse. where do i put this down? where do i learn to forget?
