Every Time I Listen To The Rogue One Soundtrack, I Am Sent To Another Plane Of Existence

let me be your perfume

Bothersome beast, comforting friend

need more “guish” words. anguish. extinguish. languish. great for when a character is bleeding out on the floor

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

this is so mean girls

Hollywood A.D. || s. 7 ep. 19

embarrassing experience of not being an avid snapchat user, texting someone two consecutive messages and instantly having them slapped on your best friend’s list

Happy Ides of March for those who celebrate <3

Asajj Ventress has been a slave, a Jedi, a Sith, a Nightsister, a bounty hunter, a fugitive, and an airport security guard too apparently

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.