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hey, i switched blogs. i'm at @/goinginthemoment now.
Florence Welch singing “Part Of Your World” from (The Little Mermaid)
That moment of utter disappointment LGBT people go through every now and then
“at least five, but sometimes as many as seven” I love Carrie Fisher
“How would you describe yourself?”
“Where do you see yourself in the future?”
remember the white dress i wore all through that film? george came up to me the first day of filming, took one look at the dress and said: “you can’t wear a bra under that dress.”
“ok, i’ll bite,” i said. “why?” and he said: “because… there’s no underwear in space.”
he said it with such conviction. like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties anywhere.
he explained. “you go into space and you become weightless. then your body expands but your bra doesn’t, so you get strangled by your own underwear.”
i think that this would make for a fantastic obituary. i tell my younger friends that no matter how i go, i want it reported that i drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.
rest in peace, carrie fisher (october 21st, 1956 - december 27th, 2016)
That moment of utter disappointment LGBT people go through every now and then
don’t worry, you’re still in the “early life” part of your wikipedia page
first I was afraid
me when i’m in a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation:
that feeling you get when you’re angry
anger
y'all here on tumblr.edu always talking about some “do you ever think about-” like no i do Not Think Ever. already unrelatable. next
me: what if something nice would happen tho my brain:
bf: babe come over
me: i can’t, i’m having an existential crisis
bf: my parents aren’t home
me: are any of us really, truly….home?
i actually have a good number of followers but everyone ignores me so it feels like i actually have 4