Howdy

white heathcliff. it’s me. margot robbie. i’ve come home to hollywoodland california. it’s so sunny. let me in your barbie dream car.

There’s a spider in the corner of your window. Her name is Astrid. She’s saved you from contracting West Nile Virus in your sleep at least twice and is very proud of that fact. She knows this because those mosquitos taste a lil spicy.

The nuclear family setup is so stupid. We should all live in interconnected tunnels with our friends.

I know I’m being an insufferable worldbuilding nerd here, but my basic metric for evaluating media with very inhuman protagonists is “how easily can one offer a complete and coherent account of this media’s plot without ever mentioning the fact that the protagonist is, for example, a talking car?”. The harder it is, the higher it scores.

Babe are you okay I saw you reblogging "here's the life I've always longed for"

there’s nothing wrong with me plus i don’t have any wants or needs plus i don’t feel or think at all