my life is just a collection of poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background
if you have a great dane but it is a runt then it is a mediocre dane and you are contractually obliged to name it hamlet
Holy. Crap. I just found an email argument between me and some random internet person about evolution and creationism. Apparently I thought this was important enough to print out and save for TWENTY YEARS!!!
Cannot tell you how many times I’ve been on the phone with Hank and it’s clear he isn’t listening and then I say you’re not listening and then he says, “Hold on someone on the Internet is wrong about something.”
You just got reblogged and commented on by John Green! Be honored !
He’s…he’s my brother…
WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
more like, i’m not touching this fic with a ten foot pole are you fucking kidding me
I LEARNED MY LESSON WITH ‘TWIST AND SHOUT’
NO THANK YOU
I love you … d o y o u u n d e r s t a n d ?
Let’s play another round of ‘Spot the Internet Addict’
when you’re doing school work and someone asks you what the answer is
my internet crashed, and this was the last post that showed up…
Myspace was a crazy time for all of us.
You’re gone, gone, gone away
I watched you d i s a p p e a r
All that’s left is the ghost of you
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart,
There’s n o t h i n g we can do
Just let me go we’ll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
P l e a s e hang around
I’ll see you when I fall asleep
The American Hogwarts Houses
Look at your school of witchcraft and wizardry. Now look at mine. Now yours. Now back to mine. Sadly, your school is not mine, but if you all got off your broomsticks and started using a real sorcerer’s deodorant, it could smell like mine. Abracadabra! I’m a horse.
I have part of a plan.
I hate when I’m in class, working on my personal writing and someone leans over and goes “WHat R U wRITing” like your eulogy if you don’t back the fuck up you soggy lampshade