Knifey. 23 years old. really tall. graphic design major. shy & awkward. music, film & animation lover. nerdfighter. phangirl. I always follow back.
We’re knights of the Round Table
We dance whene’er we’re able
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable
We dine well here in Camelot
We eat ham and jam and Spam a lot.
i never noticed until now that the lights in his eyes go out when he’s watching the lorax leave
i just wanted to take screencaps i didn’t want to… cry… thanks
i’m a giant rage monster today so i’ll try to say this calmly but
i pointed this out back in april
god i know fucking same i pointed it out back in 2009 when it was in production
same here ugh wow i fucking pointed this out in 2008 during the storyboards
yo all ya’ll need to get off my dick bc i noticed this in the 1972 version
“Excuse me….who are you?”
why can’t plane tickets be like 10 dollars
What does he do, Clarice? What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing? He covets. How do we begin to covet? We begin by coveting what we see every day.