Let’s see who’s over 18
I’m 15. It was one of my favorite Disney movies growing up.
I LOVE THAT MOVIE! I even have a Marie plushie.
Eternal fangirl. Butlers for the Crawley estate on weekends, idly throws staplers out windows in free time, spies on 221B, stows away on the TARDIS, hunts the world's daemons, practises magic in Camelot, and mostly just appreciates Martin Freeman.
You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.
The Hunger Games:
Dedicates half a chapter to legs shaving, kills Finnick in half a sentence.
Isn’t that how life is, though? We can waste countless minutes stressing and focusing our attention on meaningless things while in an infinitesimal fraction of that time a life can be taken.
Whoa girl. Too deep for me.