Cards Against Humanity.
I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.
It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.
If you have it, open your box.
You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?
Do it carefully.
There’s something in there. What could that be?
There’s a card.
There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.
But what card?
I fucking love these people.
HOW DO YOU PEOPLE ART
There is no way that these are arted. With hands.
I quit life.
Their hands are made of love and rainbows. I wish I had them.
Sherlock: ”…I’m tea bagging John right now.”
Mycroft (on the phone): “I beg your pardon?”
I think it’s about time I reuploaded this Johnlock piece. (First posted in my old nuked Tumblr.) A once belated Christmas/birthday gift for my friend, isabloo, 2 years ago, I think. Tweaked a few things.
"how are you doing at college?"
"how is that job hunting going?"
"have you got anything planned for the future?"
My First Doctor: Nine
It’s like when you’re a kid. The first time they tell you that the world’s turning and you just can’t quite believe it ‘cause everything looks like it’s standin’ still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinnin’ at 1,000 miles an hour and the entire planet is hurtling around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour, and I can feel it. We’re fallin’ through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go… That’s who I am.
if i die resurrect me with this video