do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing
I sneak up on my friend Peter, I whisper in his ear “the Lannisters send their regards” and then I stab him in the ribs with my thumb.
I get the feeling that he doesn’t appreciate it.
- Spock: Hey Future Spock, do you anything about this "Khan" person?
- Future Spock: I took a vow to never tell you anything about your destiny.
- Future Spock: But Khan...
- Future Spock: Seriously.
- Future Spock: Fuck that guy.
I want to go to a wedding and randomly stop the music and put “Rains of Castamere” on, to see how many people will freak out.
If there is an after life I’d like to think that all the bus drivers who have ever driven off without me on purpose are made to run in the rain for a bus which will never stop for them for all eternity as punishment.
If I wrote an autobiography it’d probably be called ‘Goddamn it I’m still drunk from last night and now I have to go to work: the Jacob Wood story’.