Deleted scene from the critically acclaimed film, Gravity.
I don’t know why Frank insisted on bringing me to this dinner party, I don’t even know what to talk about and everyone’s already having a conversation, it’d be awkward to butt in. A steakhouse? Really? I’m a pescetarian, Frank. We’ve known each other ten years. Nobody’s even bothered to comment on my coat or offered a tummy rub. Your friends are shit, Frank.
If you’re not texting me, you’re texting hoes. It’s science.
Tell me that I’m a good girl.
Tell me that I did well.
That I made you happy.
reblog if your dick is longer than your arm