I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they
So I had all my autographs at VanCon be on “Cards Against Humanity” cards. I let them all pick (except Jensen) which they wanted to sign.
Order is Mark, Osric, Misha, Jared, Adam Rose, Tahmoh, Misha again, and Jensen!
WHEN U LOVE SOMETHING SO HARD BUT THE FANDOM CONSISTS OF APPROXIMATELY SIX OTHER PEOPLE AND A SHOELACE
How do Time Lords even get married or deal with marital problems like
"It’s like I don’t even know who you are anymore! You… You’ve changed, Harold"
"WELL NO BLODDY FUCKING SHIT I GOT HIT BY A BUS SHARON!"
And what if you and your spouse both regenerated while you weren’t around each other?
"Who the fuck are you? This isn’t your house?"
"I fucking live here."
Also I love how sharon and harold are just obviosuly gallifreyan names.
1) circle with lines
2) face, head, neck
4) eyes, mouth, eyebrows
6) everything else
thnx 4 help Steph
I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING
If you don’t make at least one mortal enemy on the first day of school what’s really the point?
reading fics is basically like
- heal what has been hurt
- change the fates’ design
- save what has been lost
- bring back what once was mine
three word horror story: The beep test
OKAY SO AT MY SCHOOL ITS CALLED THE FUCKING PACER AND THAT JUST SOUNDS TERRIFYING ENOUGH BUT THE BEEP TEST SOUNDS LIKE A GODDAMN ELEMENTARY GAME BUT NO THIS IS HELL AND EVIL WRAPPED INSIDE A GYM OF SELF LOATHING AND SWEAT
what the fuck is the beep test
someone please educate the innocent
You run until you die
Well you’re not wrong
Have you ever started shipping a ship by accident? Like, you’ve never really given it much thought, but it takes one post on tumblr or some other site, and you’re like, “Oh. Interesting. Guess I ship it now.”
that moment when everyone in your class finished the test and you’re the only one doing it
me on the first day of school: i have my pencil and tears ready