hey … so,.. uhh… (looks at notecards) did you uh did …you fall out of heaven because um (drops cards) shit fuck oh god fuck im so sorry youre-youre just s o.pretty i m soryr
Trust your heart
Let fate decide
To guide these lives we see
Opening 4 - Chemistry - Period (version 1)
“Drop the beat, Skrillex!”
But Skrillex doesn’t drop the beat. Instead, he clutches it in his hands, unable to let it go, dooming the fate of the world in his greed.
“Drop the beat, Skrillex,” repeats a desperate Samwise Gamgee, “please.”
This was never supposed to get notes. Help.
Always reblogging this.
Agent Coulson meeting his younger self
this is making me cry