the stars are not wanted now: put out every one; pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. for nothing now can ever come to any good
avengers fighting in snuggies, boo you whore, bromance, kanye cries over typefaces, new fangled future technology, popping and locking, space gods from space, thor is fabio, you wear a jacket, you-make-me-touch-your-hands-for-stupid-reasons, ◉◡◉