who needs to date or get married when you could just be like the golden girls? live with your closest friends for the rest of your life and just roast each other constantly. that’s beautiful. idealistic. i’d die for that.


“Magenta. That’s what I call it when I get that way. All kinds of feelings tumbling all over themselves. Well, you see… you’re not quite blue because you’re not really sad. And although you’re a little bit jealous, you wouldn’t say you’re green with envy. And every now and then, you realize you’re kind of scared, but you’d hardly call yourself yellow. I hate that feeling; I just hate it. And I hate the color magenta. That’s why I named it that. Magenta.

The Golden Girls