
+watching: dexter, jessica jones
+reading: the 5th wave
+listening: g-eazy | when it's dark out


I’ve been thinking a lot about mortality. A lot about what I’m going to do with my life and how to enjoy it. One of the things I’m going to work on is being more spontaneous, letting go, embracing the beauty of come-what-may.
fifty shades (thats it. thats the whole joke. im wearing 50 pairs of sunglasses right now this is comedy gold people)
“ya but how many chainz” i holler from the back of the crowd. suddenly its my show and your girlfriend is on my arm now. shes also a man and your gay
#what wil S A N S A think of us #look at the way she says sansa #i mean was it proposital??? #hey grandma wtf is wrong with u #have you forgotten #this is motherfucking sansa #the one i said ‘i would totally like to tap that’???


I had a little talk with myself, I said, I have to stop taking these roles where I am just the chick that is throwing herself at the leading man. No disrespect to that role, but I have kind of done it.