just realised time is running out for me to dance in a gazebo, hopping from bench to bench in a twirly pink dress past my bedtime, singing about how i’m 16 going on 17 and society is a sucky place for me, whilst it rains outside
also me after every minor inconvenience
this is the funniest fucking frame in all star wars. this did damage, i got a headache laughing at this. comes outa nowhere. like i know he was suffering but ph my fucking god
for months i have been haunted.
i thought of a pun. at the moment it seemed like the most lung wheezing, knee slapping, eye watering, rib cramping pun ever. i made a mental note: “tell this to [friend] once class is over. photoshop it”.
and proceeded to forget.
my exam for chemistry is in a day. i’m brushing my teeth. suddenly it comes back to me.
soaps. micelles. michael cera.
michaelles. miceralles. michaelceralles.
the name still needs worked on.
and i just can’t. full stop. it’s killing me.
coming out of my cage and i been doing just bad. going back in my cage because i like my cage
Every time I listen to the Rogue One soundtrack, I am sent to another plane of existence
Asajj Ventress has been a slave, a Jedi, a Sith, a Nightsister, a bounty hunter, a fugitive, and an airport security guard too apparently
this is a disney moment
anne noooo don’t misinterpret the letter, ur so smart ahaha