azurehell: j-e-d-i: lexington—: justinhiills: lokifeelsruinedmylife: gerancho: freshprinceoftsundere: EVERYTHING THAT YOU FEEL IS JUST A CHEMICAL REACTION INSIDE YOUR HEAD WOW so if im in love with someone does that make it a chemical romance not anymore get out omfg
irresponsibleeyouth: The trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until it’s too late for them to back out.
jesuschristvevo: i wish i had a pretty eye color like blue or green or sparkly pink
dntfearthereaper: Restraining yourself from making inappropriate jokes in a new friendship because you don’t know if they’ll laugh or start running away
Tumblr app: I'm done loading
Me: but what about all these blank pictures and gifs
Tumblr app: did I fucking stutter
rapewhistled: please dont act like famous people’s opinions matter more than others look at the situation objectively dont just accept their shit ideas based on the fact they are richer and on a pedestal
thedramaticsneeze: hoshigumayuugi: i actually like being up early i just don’t like getting up early YOU PUT THIS IN WORDS
You know, she solved you. The mascot.– Are we going to talk about the fact that Joan has discussed that conversation with him? We know she was angry and kept it all bottled up in the restaurant but when she finally got back to Sherlock she must have let lose about what Moriarty said. I’m guessing we caught the end of it in Gregson’s...
aksnonexistantlife: a moment of silence for all the notebooks i bought, wrote two things in, then never picked up again
hippyjamfest: I want to join your hardcore band but my mom wants to talk to your mom first
zombres: convolutedtrainofthought: Irene wasn’t fridged Irene wasn’t a victim Irene wasn’t a generic love interest Irene beat Sherlock Irene took everyone’s preconceived notions of gender in criminals and lit them on fire Irene was a completely unrepentant HBIC Irene (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ #and joan beat irene
reallyreallyreallytrying: yo i ain’t saying she’s a gold-digger but she does carry a weird pan everywhere and keep mumbling stuff about “gold in them there hills” idk so yeah she is probably a gold digger
damespock: ussawesome: i am expressing multiple attitudes simultaneously sir to which are you referring
nefertiti-is-my-division: sassy-french-revolutionaries: petition to call les amis patria pals
meurkrow: getting a bad grade on something is supposed to motivate you to try harder but it only makes me want to give up and not try at all anymore ever for anything
i wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things i did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. i feel like i’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.
catholicnun: when everyone follows each other so you see the same post like 10 times in a row