fuck man, my anxiety needs to calm the fuck down. I’ve been too anxious to check emails/facebook/text messages for the past day and it feels so fucking shitty.
|Me:||leaves a photoshoot half way through to go punch seagulls and shake bushes for energy|
if you don’t think some of the hate Taylor Swift receives is unnecessary and sexist let me just remind you that she once wore a black turtle neck, jeans and boots and this was a result
scandalous wow cover your eyes
Scarlett Johansson for the Huffington Post [x]
More of her brilliant articles can be found here.
Since dedicating myself to getting into “superhero shape,” several articles regarding my weight have been brought to my attention. Claims have been made that I’ve been on a strict workout routine regulated by co-stars, whipped into shape by trainers I’ve never met, eating sprouted grains I can’t pronounce and ultimately losing 14 pounds off my 5’3” frame. Losing 14 pounds out of necessity in order to live a healthier life is a huge victory. I’m a petite person to begin with, so the idea of my losing this amount of weight is utter lunacy. If I were to lose 14 pounds, I’d have to part with both arms. And a foot. I’m frustrated with the irresponsibility of tabloid media who sell the public ideas about what we should look like and how we should get there.
Alan Tudyk’s and Nathan Fillion’s encounter with Justin Bieber at the Halo 3 release party (x)
And I thought I couldn’t love Nathan Fillion more than I already did
I was wrong. So, so wrong.
“you don’t look depressed though”
oh yeah sorry i forgot to bring my literal dark cloud with me today