Trash

Bro come look at the stars with me I am not feeling like myself

-Cain, Genesis book IV

it really is so so fuckin funny that padme died of just a broken heart while hooked up to 6 billion high tech medical instruments 

general grievous is basically two charred muscle cells rescued from a dead body and reconstructed into a whole ass biomechanical monster but we can’t keep miz amidala from being diagnosed with Terminal Sad,

it drives me crazy how humans are just meant to hold each other. how come when you hold someone's hand, your fingers just perfectly lock with theirs? how is it that when you hug someone, your face fits just right in the crook of their neck? how can your hands cup someone's face like that's their only primary function? it cannot be coincidence that our bodies are fully capable of holding another... we were designed to love

that scene in matilda where miss honey finally snaps and yells “because shes a spectacularly wonderful child and i love her!” > all of quentin tarantino’s filmography 

gay people heading to brunch

why do people always ask me if I’m okay when I’m lying on the floor. yes I’m okay. I’m living my best life. can’t a girl just lie on the floor and stare blankly at the ceiling listening to 1970s Swedish pop sensation ABBA sing Waterloo. I’m having me time