Oh. My. Goodness.
pardon me while i fREAK THE FUCK OUT
CAUSE SCIENCE, DUDE
FUCKING SCIENCE
(Source: videohall, via mysecondnameiscrazy)
(Source: 1trackmind-1trackheart, via lokidindeed)
Tumblr…tumblr what is this thing?
Are you sick?
Have you been struck with a sudden case of dumb?No tumblr. No.
EXACTLY WHAT I THOUGHT.
Anyways I’ve tried to find friends from FB. And there is none.
What’s wrong with you, my friends? If you aren’t on tumblr, what’s your life about so?
(via lokidindeed)
Just came across an “about me” which said
“I quite like tea too, so I guess that makes me a bit hipster”
(via phillesterisnotonfire)
Your blog is about
- Simple Plan (or Pierre, David, Seb, Jeff or Chuck)
- Danisnotonfire
- AmazingPhil
- Smosh (Or Ian or Anthony)
- Shane Dawson
- Harry Potter
- Friends
- Random things
and I’ll follow you (:
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So… Reblog this if you post the following:
♦ Harry Potter
♦ Disney
♦ Glee
♦ Starkid
♦ Doctor Who
♦ Torchwood
♦ Sherlock
♦ The Hunger Games
♦ Jennifer Lawrence
♦ Daniel Radcliffe
♦ Emma Watson
♦ Darren Criss
♦ Chris Colfer
♦ FAN FICTION
♦ The Big Bang Theory
♦ How I Met Your Mother
♦ NCIS / NCIS: Los Angeles/ CSI: Miami/ The Mentalist/ White Collar
♦ McFly
♦ Demi Lovato
♦ RAINBOWS AND KITTENS!NOW REBLOG GUYS! I’LL DEFINITELY CHECK YOUR TUMBLR OUT!
(via thorslovelymjolnir)
My evening looks inspired by the Avengers (& Loki)
EVENING LOOKS
HNNNNNNNG
GIMME.
THIS MAN IS MADE OF RAINBOWS, SOFT SERVED ICE CREAM AND OPTIMISM I NEED SOMEONE TO HELP BALANCE OUT MY BLACK, COLD HEART AND SICK SENSE OF HUMOR.
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What the letter said was that I found her very attractive and that I’d seen her walking her dog a lot and so I just wanted to say hello. It also said that I’d watched her several times through a window, but not like HER window or anything. I meant through my car window when I was driving. And that “watching,” sounds so creepy. It was more like I just happened to glance over and see her.
That was the gist of it. And I didn’t have any paper so I wrote it on an old traffic ticket envelope and put it under her windshield wiper blade.
“Hey!” she screamed.
I started to respond, but she marched right by me and up to the parking enforcement officer who I guess was standing behind me.
“I was parked just fine!” she screamed. “What is this, some sort of bullshit quota you have to fill?!”
He didn’t like the accusations and so he fired right back.
“I didn’t give you a ticket!”
“Liar!”
“Man oh man,” I thought.
And I guess she was having one of those days because she pulled a gun out of her purse and shot the parking officer three times in the chest. Then, she put the gun barrel in her own mouth and pulled the trigger. It was a huge mess.
“Well, I guess that’s a no,” I said, in a real sitcom-y voice.
“WAY-TO-MAKE-IT-ALL-ABOUT-YOU,” boomed the helmet fastened to my dog’s head that converted his barks to English.
I poured the remainder of my expensive latte on the dog’s helmet, which caused it to crackle and malfunction.
The right girl was out there somewhere. And I would find her.
Next to me, the dog’s helmet made a crackling noise. A sarcastic crackling noise.
(via liamdryden)
