Are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to her.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring that much?
Mavin-Just Got The Start Wrong (WIP) (by TupacalypseArisen)
Welcome to Tumblr.
Holy shit this is the most accurate post I have ever seen in my life
wait…this is a completely different gif set on my blog…
Reblog this and then check it on your Tumblr. Go on, do it.
Im so happy I got a laughing Prussia on my blog
Stop.
Stop playing.
Thorin needs his sleep.
Honestly, I just don’t know if I don’t give a fuck anymore, or I am just sleep retarded right now.
Every time I watch The Great Game, one thing bothers me:
There is no way a genius like Sherlock would treat a gun like that. I mean, he’s literally scratching his head with it. He may walk on the wild side, but he’s not an idiot.
I watched this again the other night to prepare myself for Reichenbach Falls, when suddenly it hit me.
Where on earth did Sherlock get a gun from, anyway? Not John, definitely.
And then it hit me:
OH.
MY.
GOD.
HE’S BLUFFING!!!!
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.
Wow, kids, don’t ever wake up the Easter Bunny while he’s sleeping… cause he’ll go Taichi on your ass.
Reblog if you’re Single.
Good lord, all of us on tumblr should just date eachother
11 million
Agreed.
