It’s, uh, Frank, right? I mean, he picked me, not Professor Keating. I look nice, I know, but that’s just my face.

Viola Davis is a freaking tour de force. As she slowly peels back her wig, her eyelashes and wipes away her makeup, you can just see Annalise come undone. She doesn’t say a word, but you can feel the pain radiating off her. It gave me the chills. (x)

he-wears-a-pair-of-silver-wings:

physics-and-fiction:

I get so confused in American high school films, like you have different classes called trig and calculus. It’s all maths, how on earth do you spend a whole year of lessons just doing trig.

welcome to hell

kaliforhnia:

why do people fuck with other people’s feelings

its not ok

its not right

this bothers me so fucking much holy shit

why get someone’s hopes up and then bam u leave

stop treating good people like they’re a piece of shit.