I went through a real punk stage—I had braids, red hair, pink hair, green hair, I cut it into a Mohawk, the lot. Then about five years ago, I dyed it dark and stayed out of the sun to get pale, because I hated looking like everyone else, all blonde hair and tanned skin.
“I didn’t know what I was. I was very self-conscious, a fish out of water. I never felt like myself. If I’d had any calmness about me, I would have talked about films I love and actors I like and not the weather and driving. How do you make an impression in five minutes anyway?”
Lucy isn’t really sure when it happened.
whispering, “no,” at a character because you know they’re about to make a fool of themselves and kill you with second hand embarrassment
You know, for a crazy homeless person, he’s pretty cut.
Can we please take a moment to appreciate how intensely Thor is trying to figure out what the fuck jeans are.