“no,” I whisper absently to my computer screen while browsing through pictures of attractive people. protesting against their angelic features, I sigh vehemently, “just stop that.” but they don’t stop. they continue to be attractive and I continue to morph into a sack of potatoes.
I don’t think it’s possible to love him any more than I already do. hitrecordjoe: amberguessa: Alright people, I suggest finding a way to save this as soon as possible just in case NBC finds me and destroys me. Honored (and EXCITED) to return to SNL on September 22! :oD
This ‘King’ stuff is pure bullshit. I eat and sleep and go to the bathroom just...– Clark Gable on being “King of Hollywood” (via thefilmcanister)
social anxiety is when successfully ordering a pizza over the phone makes you feel like a champion