disneyprincest: i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
I just realized something
parapsychologicalvulpes: acatwalkedacrossthekeyboard: whereismywizardhat: So I was reading something about how pink doesn’t exist. It’s actually the brains way of processing colors that we can see but cannot comprehend, filling in the space between Purple and Red. It’s a void HUSSIE… he’s a freaking evil genius
quidditchcapricious: My absolute favorite thing is finding a book I can’t put down And reading it until really late at night And only stopping when my eyes start to hurt and my vision gets blurry from either sleep or strain And when I put it down I realize how tired I am and fall asleep instantly. In the morning, I wake up, and the first thing I do is pick up the book And I read until I’m...
You are now a timelord
the-lost-doctor: the amount of followers you have is how old you are the person you reblog this from is your companion your icon is what your current regeneration looks like your job (or one of your parent’s jobs) is your timelord name
thisispopularprivilege: Popular privilege is shopping at Hot Topic ironically.
tentacruels: On an iPhone “yolo” autocorrects to “tool” and I think that’s beautiful
laugh-addict: i saw hell with my own eyes
high-blogging: lntelligent: i wish self-hatred burned calories
221bitssmallerontheoutside: theangryviolinist: lol oh tchaikovsky tchaikovsky whta r u doing tchaikovsky wat the fcuk is ur problem TCHAIKOVSKY STAHP The url of the person who posted this makes this so much funnier.
grampas: the spectrum of human emotion is so beautiful
faeiouck: imagine the sexual tension between a ups guy and a fedex guy delivering things to the same house
How I would narrate the Olympics
me: he's doing some athletic shit
me: and omg look at that butt