|—||Every SONE to SMent (via toxic-ghoul)|
you know those feels
when you’re so into something
and you just wanna talk about it all the time but everyone else around you would be like wat
“WHERE’S MY SPEECH NOTES”
“WHERE. ARE. MY. SPEECH. NOTES.”
“I UHHHH. ORGANISED THEM.”
“WHY DO YOU NEED TO KNOW.”
“I NEED THEM”
“UH UH DON’T YOU THINK ABOUT PRACTISING THAT SPEECH TONIGHT I’VE BEEN PLANNING THIS DINNER FOR MONTHS”
“BUT AMERICA IS IN NEED”
“MY STOMACH IS IN NEED OF THAT FANCY DINNER.”
“YOU TELL ME WHERE MY SPEECH IS WOMAN THIS IS FOR INTERNATIONAL JUSTICE”
“I’M MICHELLE OBAMA. I INVENTED JUSTICE.”
I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
They look like they’re about to break out in a musical number
This post got better since I re-blogged it earlier.
THIS IS WHY I HAVE TRUST ISSUES
This is terrifying
This is why the open see is fucking terrifying! I mean, we have NO IDEA what kind of shit is down there!!!! There could be a bloddy civilization in there for all we know. HOW IS THAT NOT SCARY AS FUCK????
"There’s always a bigger fish."
- Qui-Gon Jin