I get really sad when I remember there will never be a new Breaking Bad episode in my life.
#4. 67th Academy Awards - Roger Avary & Quentin Tarantino
for Pulp Fiction (1994) - dir. Quentin Tarantino
happy thanksgiving, boners.
I miss this show
Arlington National Cemetery. November 22, 2013.
Went during my lunch break and paid my respects. Still wonder at times what the Lion of the senate would say about recent events on The Hill.
Never, ever, let anyone tell you what you can and can’t do. Prove the cynics wrong. Pity them for they have no imagination. The sky’s the limit. Your sky. Your limit. Now. Let’s dance.
so there is this big fancy holiday party at my new job, and everyone is going with their fiances or S.O, and I’ve never really been salty about my single status. Until now. This is a weird feeling. I don’t like it. I really hope this is just a phase.