MEMO: The space bar is important.
how. IN THE FUCK. did that get through.
who was drunk and officially sent this advertisement out. who didn’t tell them something was wrong. who put up an inappropriately faulty billboard without anyone saying anything.
what monkeys were in charge of this operation.
All the awards to Adam Hills.
olenna tyrell: killing a man at a wedding? that’s horrid! what sort of monster would do such a thing? *looks at the camera like she’s on the office*
dear fucking tumblr
this is a fucking bumblebee
this is a fucking bee
this is a fucking hornet
this is a fucking wasp
as you can fucking see the longer their legs are and the less fuzzy they are is equivalent to how fucking evil they fucking are
I feel like I just watched a step by step pokemon evolution
I realize now that dating me is like playing with fire and you are burned-out, drowning in the ashes of my love and hoping the suffocation will kill you.
I hate having things I want to say but won’t because I’m afraid it will push you away, and at the same time afraid you’re already so far away that it doesn’t matter.