okay so this girl in my class was talking about her boyfriend and their relationship and she was like ”he’s the romeo to my juliet” so i just said ”i’ll be the romeo to your tybalt” and she smiled and said that was sweet
i just told her i wanted to kill her
I’ve been working on you don’t drive the bus for over a week now and here’re my favourite problems I’ve run into so far - spinning doors, forceful collisions and falling menu items. but I mean I haven’t run into something I haven’t been able to work around yet, so… to progress! slow, clumsy progress.
totally counting this as “art” for the art only blog
No mom, this is absolutely necessary. I need 15 dollars to date a fake bird boy.
every december, waxwings descend on great britain from their native scandanavian breading grounds. birdwatchers across the uk travel hundreds of miles to catch a glimpse of the rare birds, who turn up in significant numbers every few years. photos by dan kitwood, who captures the waxwings eating berries from a rowan tree in london.
Does the Homestuck fandom still exist? No it doesn’t. It never existed. It was all in your head. Now you’re standing in the middle of your dinner table dressed like an alien clown for no reason and grandmother is crying. Was your fantasy worth it you sick jackass