" Pizza hangover. But it’s OK, I’m between movies, I can eat. But five slices of deep crust with ranch dressing on the side? What the fuck is the matter with me? I woke up this morning and my face was so bloated I could barely open my eyes. Believe me, normally? I’m waaaaaay cuter than this…”
What Hannibal’s really thinking (WTF edition)
When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.
when it’s too much even for your own standards