Oh hey there. I just started a tumblr for a few reasons:
1. I like to write and needed a place to share my writings. I used to have a deviantART, but then I realized all there was there was smutty drawings of Benedict Cumberbatch and people’s kids.
2.I am a HUGE fangirl/general fan of these TV shows: Doctor Who, Hannibal, Sherlock, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Legend of Korra, Community, Scrubs, Important Things With Demetri Martin, Game Of Thrones, Star Trek, The Twilight Zone, and Summer Heights High. I have seen how excellent a place tumblr is for fangirls so… (don’t tell me I need to get a life. I am well aware of that fact)
3. A bunch of my friends have one.
So yeah. That’s about it.
I am not a cat, by the way.
Follow me! I follow back.
PS if you see the dinosaurs on my blog and you’re wondering why tyrannosaurs is biting brachiosaurus don’t worry t. rex’s teeth are above the neck it’s actually a love-bite they’re a BDSM dinosaur couple.
I put the fun in funeral.
I put the laughter in manslaughter.
I put the hot in psychotic.
posting since i haven’t seen it on tumblr to reblog yet
enjoy justin bieber falling face first on your blog everyone
THE KID WALKING BY OMG CRYIFGN
I’m gonna start an all girl punk band that sings really offensive songs like, “I don’t know how to tell you you’re bad at oral.”
Our second song is going to be called “My eyelashes are longer than your dick.”
id listen to you guys.
Another song could be “Christ will come before I do.”
Oh my god
I’m already a fan. I want merch.
This is so relevant it’s not even funny.
ugh. where’s all the GOOD music these days. it’s all just rapping and beibers and directions. i miss the days where i could go into the local tavern and hoist a mighty flagon of mead to a jaunty tune on the lute of a young bard
why is it so easy to stay awake until 6 am but so hard to wake up at 6 am
Things in motion tend to stay in motion, while things at rest tend to stay at rest.
i hope you’re getting all this down
Brought my new puppy Charlie into work the other day. Had to follow the employee dress code
i just slammed my fists on the table
hbgjvzdbrfghjzbd i really really want one
i remember in preschool i couldn’t speak english so when everyone played house i always had to be the dog bc i only needed to bark
MY MOM SAID “SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH I ate some weeds…dont tumblr me”