sabrinagrimm: sabrinagrimm: WHEN I WAS 4 I WAS ON SESAME STREET AND I HAD AN INTERVIEW WITH GROVER AND HE ASKED ME HOW IT FELT WHEN I FALL OFF MY BIKE AND I CHUCKLED DARKLY AND SAID “I DON’T FALL OFF MY BIKE” AND HE LOOKED AT THE CAMERA AND SAID “oh.” NAD THEN I SATRTED POINTING AND LAUGHIGN AT HIM AND THEN THEY CUT TO THE NEXT SCENE AND THAT WAS IT THAT IS MY LEGACY
easterberry-test: fartgallery: tugboatproceedless: fartgallery: is it just me or are all the guys on this site getting progressively more naked *cough* now its your turn *cough* taking off my glove flap A glove flap good sir? How delightfully scandalous. Allow me to raise you… a full glove.
makkine: makkine: Oh my god this is giving me flashbacks to when Disney announced it was buying club penguin and there was a literal actual penguin protest in front of the clothes shop for like 4 hours straight I love society
itisnotatinyguitar: …well at least it wasn’t Bing, am i rite, guysz?
mychemcalromance: roses are red tumblr is blue nobody likes you so fuck off yahoo
skittyspostlimitblog: sometimes my twelve year old little sister will go on club penguin and trick a bunch of girls that she’s a guy and she’ll make them think they’re dating and then she’ll have them all meet her in the same place at the same time and watch them get into catfights about who’s boyfriend she is and thats how my little sister became a cross-dressing evil mastermind pimp on club...
plutarc: as the fbi swarm the building, the irish dancers flee to the very top floor the jig is up
remember-etiquette: officialbioware: fuckyourfreckles: officialbioware: femshep: wtf is eurovision when europe goes to war for a day with shitty pop songs as their weapons i thought it was the hunger games with talent what talent It’s a bit like nationals on glee but europe
thesongoftoday: Just Like Heaven || The Cure
Anonymous asked: All of these: Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex boyfriend, Dear ex girlfriend, Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on, Dear girlfriend, Dear boyfriend, Dear [insert URL here]
strawberrytelle: You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis? That’s my favorite part of reading.
thecalmwasdeceptive: survivor-trek: geekboots: to meekly go where other people have already been shy trek into darkness (but with a night light)
occvpied: I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box. Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex boyfriend, Dear ex girlfriend, Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on, Dear girlfriend, Dear boyfriend, Dear [insert URL here],
goddammitfenton: if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember this one time in my english class, we were writing horror stories and one of the girls wrote “it was friday the 13th, the night before halloween” for her opening sentence
im so ugly its like god was playing the sims and he clicked the randomize button
Wouldn’t it be funny if PPI actually meant penis protection insurance, and they gave it to girls in case he was too big for her