Tried Another Edit 'cause I Love This Scene So Much.

Tried another edit 'cause I love this scene so much.

Star Trek TNG + Texts

This one is specifically Wesley Crusher because my kid obsession with him came back the other day

hate it when my mom expects me to do everything under the fucking sun for her just because she birthed me. which I didn’t even fucking ask for?? bbg I had no, none, absolutely nothing to do with being born, other than I was the one you that was pushed out after nine months of hell. like I get it, I do owe some things to you, but what I am not is your lab rat, your fucking taxi driver, your chores bitch, your free babysitter, your therapist. just because you decided to have a kid and I’m what came out. I hope you fucking know that just because you birthed the flesh doesn’t mean you helped build the spirit. bitch. alright, rant over

Star Trek Voyager + Texts

When I was in middle school, some popular girl in my class went up to be, hands on her hips, and said, ‘you know I hate you, right?’ Like she expected that to make an impact.

Girl I could not care less if you hate me or not. Why should I? Your opinion of me does nothing to help me grow. I don’t even know your name. You are insignificant to me, yet I seem to be all you think about? Why is that? Why should I care what you think of me when you hold no power over my mind, body, or soul? You say ‘I hate you’ like it’s supposed to mean something. There’s so many other things you could do with your life, other than hate someone, so why choose to actively think about someone who makes you feel badly rather then just getting over it? I rarely hate, because all it is is a waste of brainpower and devotion that could be going towards love, something to help others.

Anyway I just remembered the look of her face when I shrugged and walked away and started laughing at like, 04:00 am this morning.

“Ahahahahahha no. Nope, no, no. Fuck no. No no nope nope no no no. No! No.”

-me on a daily basis