that one line from mean girls no one seems to remember or quote extensively
Oh hey, not a big deal, but the hubble took a picture of a star that’s nearing supernova status.
Apparently this is "The clearest photo of Mercury ever taken."
why isnt everyone getting so excited about this, it is literally another planet look at how beautiful it is stop what your doing and look at how alien like this planet is what is living there oh my god mercury
having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Eve Arnold during the filming of The Misfits (1961)
It was easy to be intimidated by Marilyn, and I was. She was so goddamned beautiful. Luscious. Sweet. But the intimidation disappeared fast because she was so committed and so ready to get better. She listened like no one else, and she worked to the point of a migraine, and I would tell her to lighten up, go easy on yourself, but she couldn’t: She wanted to be taken seriously; she wanted to get it right. I bitch about my upbringing, and my sad mother and sad aunts and no men around and nothing but dead ends all around, but I had love and food and the space and the silence to dream. Marilyn didn’t have that. She told me once that she just wanted her own bedroom, her own bed, and a door she could close. And grass. Grass to run in. Trees to hug and flowers to pick. This was a girl who had nothing but the great gem that she was, and everyone got to hold and fondle that gem, and then put it back when they were done with it. She was happiest—for a time—when she married Arthur [Miller], and there was a country house and trees and fruit and flowers—and silence and doors.
-Maureen Stapleton in an interview with James Grissom, 1991 [x]
Frank Sinatra fans at the Paramount Theater in New York, October 1944. On Sinatra’s first day at the venue, now known as the Columbus Day Riot, some 30,000 people, most of them teenage girls, swarmed Times Square to see their idol. His fans were known as bobbysoxers and marked the beginning of teen culture in America. The New Republic editor Bruce Bliven called it “a phenomenon of mass hysteria that is only seen two or three times in a century.”