What do I do when I’m sick? I google “cat beards” on google images and here were some of the best.
omfg
Dying of laughter be right back.
“Yeah,” I say as I take a slow drag from my cigarette, “I’ve seen a few ship wars in my day. Been in a few myself, too.” I stare off into the distance, screams echo through my head, bloody battles, blogs left in shambles, fandoms torn apart. I know I’ll never be the same again.
#”where did you serve?” they ask me #”the Supernatural front” i say softly. ”they say you ain’t seen a battlefield like it. they’re right.”
“My great-aunt served in the Harry Potter ship wars. She doesn’t like talking about it, though.”
a-ghost-who-was-left-in-the-cold:
when i was
a young boy
my father
took me into the citayy
to seee a marching band
he said
listen here u lil shit
let me explain you a thing
i’m the real slim shady
and i’m javert
on a scale from robert pattinson to robert downey jr how much do you like your character
“I love Doctor Who!”
“Martha was the worst companion though”
if harriet jones met javert how many times would they introduce themselves
Drawn by Zach [tumblr] for Paint Doktah Who
how wonderful is it that we laugh because our bodies cannot contain the joy
Actually laughter is a biological response letting the other person know that you both are just playing and neither of you is a threat to the other. So actually laughter is your body’s way of saying to your friend “Please don’t kill me.”
but don’t people laugh when they’re alone? who are we asking not to kill us when we’re alone?
God.
Pass it on.

I don’t know if it’s just because Angel is wearing it or what but this shirt is so awful
#where did you get it #did you have that shirt in your posession #did it stick out among all the black button up shirts and trench coats or #did you borrow it from lorne #did you go out and buy it when you started having all of these happy feelings#did you decide you needed to express your joy through yellow stripes #what the fuck is going on here #shannon watches angel #did you bleach the crap out of one of your black shirts and draw in the yellow with magic marker I need to KNOW
sweet dreams are made of cheese
who am I to diss a brie