cinyma:

Grease (1978)

My Love Comes With A Price: These Movies
     ↳Matilda

_{Number One, why aren’t you in when I fucking told you to be in? Number Two, why doesn’t this hotel have phones with fucking voicemail and not have to leave messages with the fucking receptionist? Number Three, you better fucking be in tomorrow night when I fucking call again or there’ll be fucking hell to pay. I’m fucking telling you - Harry.}

I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say… Hi. How ya doin’? 

I can hear the bells 
My ears are ringing 
I can hear the bells 
The bridesmaids are singing 

this photoset is so funny cause by the 5th gif troy has had enough of this shit