we have to beam down for the away mission, but first, let me take a selfie
before you make fun of a person doing something brave and vulnerable like dancing or singing or reading poetry in front of a lot of people:
I want to open a really angry coffee shop called “I’m Not a Morning Person” and name all the drinks really angrily
like “can I get a Fuck You” or a “I’m Studying for Finals” or “My In-Laws are in Town”
and they all have shots of tequila in them
who wants to be my business partner
i wish that there were more hours in a day and boys were nice and bread didnt make you fat
What I’m really terrified of is leading an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not doing anything different to be remembered by.
Was anyone else a little bit disappointed that the kick ass Lady Counsel Member turned out to be Natasha? Still love Natasha, but for a few glorious seconds, it was awesome to see an older woman come out of nowhere to kick ass.
omg yes I was like “holy shit you go old lady!”
why do small children find the need to scream like they’re being brutally murdered
or motherfuckers in highschool hallways god dammit like you saw stacy yesterday chill the fuck out