a thrilling story of hope, heartache and success
when your friends joke about something you’re really sensitive about
let’s face it - you’re either a dick person or a cock person, and it’s pretty unbearable to read a fanfic with the wrong expletive describing a penis
okay okay but hear me out: wizarding tattoos
tattoos of cats that wind around your ankles, birds that fly across your back when you move, a wand that moves when you move your own wand, a map on the back of your hand that shows your current location
the possibilities are endless
"cool you have a cat tattoo can i see it?"
"uh i think it’s sleeping on my ass right now. maybe later."
I read every one of these to my wife until she screamed at me to shut up.
The graffiti reads: “I could only afford to buy a spray can and write: Happy birthday, son. I love you.”
That’s a ball pit I would take an extra hour in
Didn’t think i could get anymore excited about this film
there’s a DINOSAUR IN YOUR KITCHEN
do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing
DEAR SWEET GOD
I WAS TRYING TO EDIT THIS GIF:
AND THIS MONSTROSITY HAPPENED
GOD ON HIGH HEAR MY PRAYER
its like the intro to some anime show .
you turned it from a creepy gif into a freaky as fuck gif…
swiggity swag the nightmare stag
I laugh so much because there isn’t a truer post
will always reblog this when it shows up on my dash