What the fuck is that supposed to mean? By day I’m a 280 foot weaponized robot and in bed I’ll tear off your left arm and murder your brother?
is that………not what you want…………………????
"It’s ok, I look like Michael Jackson"
“Well, I look like Michael Jackson with jaundice”
Death without warning was preferable, as it removed all fear.
Whose is this piece of perfection!??
it’s mine! hence why i posted it :)
god bless the selfies I took before going out last night for reminding me that I thankfully did not resemble the bedraggled mess that met me in the mirror this morning
I’m just sitting here thinking about the Secret History and how Richard thought that Henry and the others were the cool kids at school but in reality they were the dorky little hipsters sitting in a corner trying to translate Greek and make various failed attempts at orgies (until, you know, when it actually worked).