plucking your eyebrows is legitimately very stressful because you pull out one wrong hair and it’s game over
When I die spread my ashes at Comic Con because that’s probably the only way I’ll ever get there.
I should really, REALLY stop reading books right before bedtime. It always starts with “just a chapter or two” and always ends with with “three hours later and I’m still reading”
*100 pages later*
"No I swear, I’m going to bed as soon as I finished this paragraph."
*50 paragraphs later*
"I know I know… I just… I can’t leave it like that. I’ll stop at the end of this chapter. Definitely."
*2 chapters later*
"…Oh who am I kidding?"
*finishes book at 4 in the morning*
Yep, we’ve all been there.