ur insecure ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
i kno what for ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
ur a bitch ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
boys meowing soulfully
it took me 3 seconds to reblog this
I demand this to be played at my funeral
and the winner is……….leonardo……….da vinci!!! congratulations on mona lisa
I just want an episode of Doctor Who where the TARDIS translator thing stops working. So when the Doctor goes to speak to his companion he automatically talks in gallifreyan. So he then has to consciously change to English.
And for the whole episode he just speaks with a stupid accent.
I WANT THIS SO MUCH
It’s back oh god, why do you people keep reblogging this? I’m drowning in notifications.
this is the only thing i care about. after the sun has collapsed and the universe has retracted into a singularity i hope this video continues to exist somewhere in paradox space.
i do not think this guy needs that coffee
this guy definitely does not need that coffee
poor michael makes the whole thing and lindsay just comes in and grabs it adorably and walks off with it
Now, some of you don’t even know what’s going on about this whole MH370 thing.
MH370 is a plane, belongs to Malaysia Airlines. Malaysia Airlines is an airline company based in Malaysia (my country).
So, what actually happened on 8th March 2014, which was yesterday anyway?
MH370 left from…
Hover over the month you were born in
Hover over the day
Hover over your current mood
just a friendly reminder that in less than two weeks we’ll see the actors in character
THEY WILL TALK
THEY WILL MOVE
THEY WILL DO RANDOM SHIT
THEY WILL COME ALIVE
AND THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY JESUS CHRIST
So what do you say?
If you are wondering what her answer is:
She was going to ask anyways.
I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.
This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.
Fucking thank you.
INTERNET FRIENDS ARE REAL FRIENDS.
remember the day we got a picture of ashton “twerking”
Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story