Happy 24th Birthday to Oscar-Winning Actress, Jennifer Lawrence! [08.15.2014]
can we just bask in the glory of beatles sass
Fuck yes OMG
You just, you have a quality.
*skips tutorial* how the fuck do you play this game
R.I.P. Sharon Marie Tate. January 24, 1943 - August 9, 1969.
"Sharon — it was fantastic what they were attributing to her. In death, they made a monster out of her. A monster out of the sweetest, most innocent, lovable human being. She was kindness itself to everybody and everything around her — people, animals, everything. She just didn’t have a bad bone in her body. She was a unique person. It’s difficult to describe her character. She was just utterly good, the kindest human being I’ve ever met, with an extreme patience. To live with me was proof of her patience, because to be near me must be an ordeal. She never had a bad temper, she was never moody. She enjoyed being a wife. The press and the public knew of her physical beauty, but she also had a beautiful soul, and this is something that only her friends knew about."
"Dear God, she was beautiful. Sharon was more beautiful as a teenager than she was in her twenties; in Europe people would turn around on the street just to look at her."
"There was the perfection of her face, of course. And a radiance more usually found in children. There was a capacity for delight. And a directness to her comments. She was not a chatterbox. There was a kindness at the core. She somehow made her friends feel necessary, and they loved her."
"Sharon was a luminous beauty, kind, gentle and a wonderful friend to all who were privileged to know her. She brought out the best in others and was a human being of extraordinary worth. Her memory is always fresh in my mind."
"She would walk into a room, she used to wear little ballet slippers, she had this, you know, lovely blond hair and she was just…angelic."
~ Jacqueline Bisset