A sandbagger in the demolition derby of life.
Keep watching; I might do something interesting.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Tell me this is fake or I’m honestly gonna start preparing for the apocalypse.
i knew about an enzyme that did this too… all humans have it but it is just dormant in our body… scary shit man
Op.
We are all going to die.
Sarah time to start preparing.
Oh no. Oh no.
NO
THIS IS NOT HAPPENING
NOT NOW
NOT BEFORE TDC 2
All aboard the apocalypse express. Should I order my cricket bat now?
(Source: xnadyaly)
I read some creepypasta wiki tonight.
It’s about the investigation of the original way that Lavender Town was supposed to go in Pokemon Red. Now I can’t sleep. I know none of that shit was true, because it can’t be, because someone would say something. But now I am really, really awake.
Might as well share it then. Goodnight, everybody. (smirk.)
(Source: sunshineanderson)
Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you’re laughing at it.
Manny, Black Books
It is also relevant that I have made cookies for the person I reblogged this from.
- i find it pretty fucking inconsiderate that my grandchildren haven’t used time travel to visit me.
- and frankly, i’m a bit offended.
- AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU GRANDCHILDREN?
- WELL FUCK YOU
- MAYBE I WON’T EVEN HAVE KIDS AND YOU WON’T EXIST
- HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT
maybe our friends are our grandchildren but they can’t tell us because it would disrupt the universe
what if shut up rachel you’re gonna break the world
Beer and stress relief yoga is a combination that rivals peanut butter and jelly for greatness. mmmmm.
Don’t settle. Know what you want and reach for it. And if you don’t know what you want, be patient. The answers will come to you in time, and you may find that your heart’s desire has been right under your nose all the while.
Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love (via simply-quotes)
I suppose this is a commentary on the circular nature of bad habits and bad thoughts, and how they’re difficult to lay to rest. Anyhow, “Painted Ponies,” everyone.
Reblog if you have mourned the death of a fictional character.
I’m pouring one out for my bro, Commodore Admiral Norrington.
(Source: thefourthfireshadow)
a moment of silence for the people who actually don’t like the avengers and are on tumblr
I actually haven’t seen it yet. So, um, thanks a fuckton, Tumblr.
