Your dash looks like it could use some Rum Tum Tugger.
YESSSS
Your dash looks like it could use some Rum Tum Tugger.
YESSSS
me when someone tries to explain math
that comment is so accurate it hurts
(via based-on-a-false-story)
“John, would you like to grab lunch?”
“No, thank you, Sarah. I’ve got a date.”
Every week Sarah asks John for lunch, every week he turns her down.
“When are we going to get to meet your mysterious date, John? It’s been a year.”
John smiles. He never answers.
As is his weekly routine, he buys himself a sandwich from a nearby café, and stops to pick up a bouquet of roses as well. Sometimes he doesn’t buy the sandwich, but he never fails to bring the flowers.
As usual, he settles himself next to the headstone and pulls out his sandwich to eat. He talks, speaking of his day and of his troubles, pretending like Sherlock was still there. Pretending that it was just the two of them having lunch together. Pretending like nothing had changed. Pretending like he had gotten the courage to ask his best friend out while he still had the chance.
But it was too late then, wasn’t it? All he can do is pretend. So he does, and he talks. Sometimes he likes to imagine that Sherlock can hear him.
Then one day, Sherlock does.
The next installment of the 30 Day OTP Challenge. Full view for better quality. It’s a relatively large file.
Day 4: On a Date.
(via spiritbear)
i wish i was a mermaid so i could have a nice shiny tail and a pretty seashell bra and a beautiful voice that i could use to entice cute boys and make them crash their ships and drown at sea so human women could rise as the dominate gender of the land
(via based-on-a-false-story)
So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.
This isn’t funny. That’s the gateway drug to a full blown marinara addiction. It’s good this was caught before this kid started hanging out at Olive Garden and sucking on every breadstick he can find to score another hit.
IT GOT BETTER.
(via based-on-a-false-story)
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
(Source: throughthesorrows, via the-annetagonist)
Good advice.
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(Source: -everdeen, via ponderingthegalaxies)
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wife of Souljaboy Tellem
(via jbot5000)
THERE IS A FUCKING COW TRYING TO GET INSIDE MY HOUSE
I AM HOME ALONE
WHAT DO I DO THERE IS A COW PRESSING ITS FACE AGAINST THE WINDOW
tell it to mooove
don’t show fear, it’ll only milk it - i mean stand your ground, it’s not like there’s a lot at steak here. Tell it to cheese off away from your cottage. Etc….