Know what’s NOT happening today?
You know what’s not happening on Saturday?
Do you know what’s not happening EVER?
You know what’s not happening ‘til the HELL knows?
Know what’s never coming back?
This is the best thing I have ever seen!!
IM SO HAPPY ITS BACK.
This breaks my heart.
yesterday this hipster at starbucks started hitting on me and it was awkward
like how does your kind feel about you flirting with a fandom
the captivating story of the star crossed lovers
she was fandom
he was hipster
their love was forbidden
they fell anyways
well i did trip and fall out the door when i left
Reasons I grab my boobs
- running upstairs
- running downstairs
- stoked on life
- walking through my house in the dark
I CANT BREATH
WHY DOESN’T THIS HAVE MORE NOTES????
THIS DESERVES THE NOTES OF EVERY SINGLE TUMBLRER EVEN IF YOURE NOT PART OF A FANDOM
“DIRECTIONERS, GET THE FUCKING GLITTER.” I AM CRYING OKAY THIS IS SO PERFECT.
THE BEST POST ON THIS FUCKING WEBSITE. OMG. ALL OF THE AWARDS.
I CANT TAKE THIS LITERALLY EVERY FANDOM JUST TEAMED UP THIS IS TOO BEAUTIFUL OMG
WE’RE NOT ARGUING OVER WHICH FANDOM IS BETTER, WE’RE DEFENDING THE WEBSITE THAT MAKES US ALL ONE, THIS IS SO PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL AND I CANT
You know when you see a photograph of someone you know but it’s from years before you met them, and it’s like they’re not quite…finished.
One of those things you scroll past, thinking it’s normal and then your mind goes ‘WHAT THE FUCK’ and you have to scroll back up.
i completely flipped shit at this picture
i literally scrolled past then went back and fell of my chair
I love they way they’re all looking at 11 differently, Ten is like, ‘nooo this is wrong two doctors one spot timey wimey paradoxy things!’ then rose is all ‘doctah who does this guy think he is???’ then Amy is all ‘Doctor what’s happening? who arethese people???’
And Eleven’s just like “Rose Rose Rose Rose Rose Rose omg it’s Rose it’s actually her Rose Rose Rose”
Me: I convert oxygen to carbon dioxide
Me: I regenerate cells
Me: I transmit nerve signals to my brain
Me: I digest food
Me: How is that nothing