I done fucked up.
You done fucked up.
I still can’t get over the fact this is a sculpture on the floor and not a car submerged in milk
I bet my patronus would be a harp seal
can you imagine. what do you even do if your patronus is a seal.
all the stags and jack russel terriers and horses charge at the dementors and then yours just appears and
hello friend no more sadness today
Jesus Christ. I hope these are legit because some of these are raising FABULOUS questions.
you know, my mom told me that when i was little i used to tell her recurring tidbits of a linear series of events from “when i was older”
she mentioned me pointing an old man and getting really excited and saying “hey that man was my student when i used to teach piano!” in a situation, or saying “you know i like you more than my other mom, she was so mean” and my personal favourite is the one where i said “i used to have a gilrfriend once, you know, we were on my motorcyle and i lost control and fell off a cliff on the roadside, i really hope she’s okay”
Children are scary as fuck.
I need to stay away
Wasn’t there a post going around about how maybe the ‘Light at the end of the Tunnel’ that people go to when they die is the opening of the womb when we’re born? And we gradually forget our previous lives as we grow older? Because that post combined with this post scares the living crap outta me.
i just saw a family of little people walking a dog so big that it was bigger than them and i almost cried because the world is a beautiful place
it’s been 1 year since the most influential event of all time
could you show me how to adjust the seat
now you know how people with glasses see.
WOAH is this how it really is?
YES THIS IS VERY ACCURATE
I don’t know about you guys, but I tend not to let my glasses dangle half a foot in front of my face.
Don’t just erase bad memories. Wipe your hard drive.
yes hi I’d like four please
This is how people die
what a wonderful way to die