I’m a screw up. And I plan to be a screw up until my late twenties, maybe even my early thirties.
I can’t imagine it if beauty was the only currency I used as an actress. It just doesn’t interest me.
The answer to the universe is like love and animal uh…safety? And just like…Doing things with your hands. Getting rid of all electricity and cyberspace, I think that’s the…Not the answer to the universe.
"You can’t see me, can you? You look at me and you can’t see me. Have you any idea what that’s like? […] Please just… just see me."
WHAT ABOUT MARTHA YOU DOUCHE. HAVE YOU ANY IDEA WHAT THAT’S LIKE. DID YOU EVER SEE HER. DID YOU EVER ACTUALLY SEE ANY OF YOUR COMPANIONS (except maybe Rose?) DID YOU EVER SEE PAST YOUR OWN FUCKING SELF WHAT THE FUCK MOFFAT DO YOU SEE ANYONE PAST YOUR BIG UGLY BIGOTED FACE