In high school, you plotted to overthrow the popular kids, unaware that life was not a movie, the "popular kids" were not quite that clearly defined, and the world was lawless. You still love intrigue, though.
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You were one of those kids who loved astronaut ice so much. What was up with that? It tasted like nodules of paste.
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Anyone could probably win you over by staring into your eyes while kissing your hand. Why don't people do that anymore?
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In high school, you plotted to overthrow the popular kids, unaware that life was not a movie, the "popular kids" were not quite that clearly defined, and the world was lawless. You still love intrigue, though.
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You have a finely tuned aesthetic sense. You don't understand it when people say that they are not dessert people. You're not sure those people are even people.
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Sometimes you just wish you could say racist things in public. Or that someone else would, so you could fight them.
You really just wish people would dress when they go out for dinner. Not all the time, but sometimes.
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