“How come he don’t want me, man?”
From what I’ve heard, Will Smith’s father actually left him. This wasn’t entirely scripted. Will went off on his own rant, and the hug at the end was genuine.
His character was just supposed to shrug off his dad leaving again and he starts to but then Will goes off script. That whole speech is coming entirely from him. The hug at the end is also genuine, actor to actor not character to character.
God, I will never stop loving Will Smith.
Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or somewhere you’re afraid to go. It’s going to hurt. It’s going to hurt because it matters.
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| — | John Green (via redshell) |
Part 7!
This group is special in that Growlithe/Arcanine is(are?) my favorite pokemon.
He’s(They’re?) on every team I make.
To my amazing, beautiful girlfriend.
This is a tale about the young wizzlepuff Moph. Moph was am interesting little wizzlepuff, unlike the others he was a bright blue color, where all the others came in pinks or white. This to his people was a sign of his destined greatness. Moph felt a lot of pressure on him because of his destiny, his future, his uncertain greatness. He didn’t feel like he was destined for great things like the prophecies fortold, he just wanted to enjoy time with his friends. One day he unexpectedly came accross a small little rabbit, this rabbit was adorable, he just couldn’t resist following it off into the forest. when Moph finally caught up with the rabbit he realized that he had ventured deep into the forest, he couldn’t find a path, or any indication whatsoever of how far he had come. Scared, he began to frantically run in whatever direction he thought might be home, he continued with this for hours before stumbling over the little rabbit again. Filled with despair he collapsed at the base of a nearby tree and gave up. It was just then that the rabbit came up to him and asked him why he was so sad. He told the rabbit that he had followed him into the woods and gotten lost. The rabbit told him that he would bring him back in the morning, but for that night he would stay in the rabbits cave with him and his friends. Upon reaching the cave Moph was astounded to see that these friends were not all rabbits, but many different species, including his own. He settled in and started to converse among the others, wondering how they all came to be here. After a while he realized that in this place he wasn’t different because of his coloration, instead they were all unique in their own ways, no one expected great things of him her, he could be himself. After a feast fit for a king, and a party the likes of which he had never seen, he slept, the deepest most fulfilling sleep he had gotten in his entire life. The next morning the rabbit came and asked him if he was ready to be taken back to his village. He was not, he did not want to go back, he had more friends here in one night than he dared to have back home. Here he didn’t have to worry about being a disappointment if he didn’t accomplish great things. He got to know the creatures who dwelled here over the next few weeks and found them to all be wonderful people, all of them so kind, willing to accept him. One day while he was out for a walk he heard a shriek and started to run in the direction it came from. to his dismay he came into a clearing where a beautiful purple wizzlepuff was cornered against a cliff by a Rangalash (a massive cat like predator.) he had no idea how to react, but instinct kicked in and he started to dart towards the beast, grabbing the largest branch he could carry on his way. With a leap and a holler he swung at the predator, who swung around just in time to catch the branch in the face. Staggering back the cat regained it’s composure and leapt with it’s claws raised ready to take down young Moph. Out of no where came a loud yelp and a boomerang came sailing into the clearing from the tree tops and dug deep into the cats side. The cat deciding it was outnumbered scrambled towards the tree line. After the cat was out of sight Moph ran to the purple wizzlepuff and picked her up off the ground, astounded by her beauty, he couldn’t say a word, captivated by her wondrous eyes. Down from the treetops came one of the cave dwellers, whose expert aim with a boomerang had saved him and the purple wizzlepuff from certain doom. Thanks were given around the three and the cave dweller departed, leaving Moph with his new companion. He could not help but notice that she too was not of their traditional coloration, maybe this was the greatness he was destined for, this wonderful young lady, she is the greatness, bringing out the daring in him. Together they could accomplish anything they set their minds to, because he felt invincible with her. The End. For my beautiful girlfriend, who means more to me than i could ever describe <3 i hope you enjoy this story sweet heart, heart that is sweet, my wonderfully fun, exciting, intelligent girlfriend <3
