I’ll never get over when MJ fell and Andrew Garfield’s Spider-Man went after her and the guy sitting behind me in the theatre said “nooo don’t leave it up to him”
Ben Cook is like. I will be the best dancer. I will wear a hat. I will do a New York accent. I will lead one song in the second act during which I will stand on a table and encourage a rabble of boys to act ridiculous. It doesn’t matter what show I’m in.
My best friend and I have been going hiking a lot more lately and we’ve very nicely settled into our roles and responsibilities in which she makes sure we have water, navigates, finds out which rocks are safe to stand on, maps out the best paths across the river, and generally keeps us alive, while I pick up all the cool things I see and put them in my pockets
I think we should get out of the habit of naming kids after their parents because me and my Nana have been trying to sort out our very complicated family history and there are TWELVE people named Istvan in the past three generations bc everyone kept naming their sons after the great grandpa. Our conversations keep sounding like, oh was that Goat Thief Istvan? No it was Accordion Istvan. Or was it Istvan Who Fell In The Well?
How am I supposed to find a boyfriend when my dad sets the standard so high by bringing my mom wine with a bendy straw while she’s on her period so she doesn’t have to get up off the couch
Literally every character in Rule of Wolves: Zoya was like a dragon, her dragon eyes flashed, she had the spirit of a dragon, it was like some part of the dragon was alive in her