"SHIT THE BOMB, MOLLY"




I Am:
24 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-Angel-of-the-Lord-Robot-Fassbender-Attorney, 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)
AVERY (my AU)
BLISS (my soulbuddy)
CODY (my adopted e-son)

fuckyeahhardfemme:

this movie

fuckyeahhardfemme:

this movie

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twigfingers:

sailor-scoot:

500daysofevilexes:

This scene absolutely destroyed me. Major kudos to the always-watchable Paul Dano.

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the women of quentin tarantino

the women of quentin tarantino

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1 week ago · 2,146 notes · originally from knightswar
#favourite movie alert #Scott Pilgrim

forever90s:

“The scene in which all characters sit in a circle on the floor in the library and tell stories about why they were in detention was not scripted. John Hughes told them all to ad-lib.”

The Breakfast Club (1985)

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