"SHIT THE BOMB, MOLLY"




I Am:
25 years old, a college dropout, an ex-English major and Psychology minor, a lesbian, awkward, subtle like a supernova, damn near impossible to offend, dating a Dr.-Manhattan-Grumpy-Mathematician-Master-Assassin-Vulcan-Elf-Princess, obsessive compulsive, easily excitable, obsessed with fandom, manic-depressive, consistently anxious, emotionally unstable in almost every way, a romantic, a geek, a nerd, a dweeb

You Can Call Me:
Kelty, Kat, Jude, Jimmy, Special K, Freak, Weirdo, or any and all fandom-applicable nicknames that fit my personality, because who am I to deny.

The People You Need to Know
(If You Want to Get to Know Me):

KENDRA (my girlfriend)
EMILY (my best friend)
BLISS (my soulbuddy)
CODY (my adopted e-son)

THIS MOVIE HAS BEEN ON FOR TEN MINUTES AND IT’S ALREADY MAKING ME CRY. WHAT IS THIS. ANDREW GARFIELD, WHAT KIND OF HOLD DO YOU HAVE ON ME? YOUR EMOTIONS ARE SO TRANSFERABLE, YOU’RE LIKE A MIND-MELDING VULCAN.