do u ever hear something so stupid that u just
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
That’s called anxiety.
That explains at least half of my life then
u ever sit there and think about lee pace’s eyebrows
not lee pace himself
just his eyebrows
as the separate sentient beings they are
did u just read my mind
Just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. Godspeed, my queen.
does anybody else wonder about elsa’s ice castle???? like there was no furniture, where the heck would she sleep??? what if she had to sit??? like where would she go to the bathroom??? would she just stand all day or whatThere she stands, and there she stays.
What do you think
angels do in their free time?
there is only two people on this earth that make those moves work for them
okay scary story time my sister hid this pic of Michael Jackson behind my pillow and when I lifted my pillow I saw this and I screamed so loud I can’t even handle looking at the pic omfg
nothing will fuck you up as much as the realization that there’s no real reason the alphabet needs to be in order
some people think that school food isnt all that bad and that we’re just whiny teenagers
u fucking get a rock solid jug of rotten milk then tell me that we’re just whiny teenagers
My freshman year of high school i got applesauce for lunch and when I opened it, a cloud of mold poofed out I feel this post on an emotional level
I broke my pb&j sandwich on the table once, it smashed into 7 pieces.
our hot dogs in elementary school were green
Once I opened a ketchup packet that was so old it was dark brown
Also once we had fried chicken and my friend found 2 of its organs in her chicken breast… :, )
I once got grape juice that was grey and slime. I made the mistake of not looking before it slithered into my mouth.
my high school had to stop serving us milk and juice my freshman year because a bunch of kids got terrible food poisoning from it. we were all warned not to drink the juice and milk because it was filled with mold. every lunch period after that I always checked my food and I found molded cheese on a sandwitch, stale pizza, green tortillas and a bunch of other stuff. I know its not suppost to be 5 star food but 3 star would be nice.
What the fuck is going on in America
When you suck at something you’re supposed to be good at
why doesn’t disneyworld have a kuzcotopia
Because they would have to destroy the homes of the locals to make room for it
that hasnt stopped any corporations before
when u think about it you’re either a shift or caps lock person
The first time you see it, it can hit you really hard, especially since Sherlock is on a total roll and John delivers the line “please God, let me live” in a way where you can be forgiven for not being sure if it’s serious or snark. It apparently has the same effect on Sherlock, as well.
We never do get any details on how Captain John Watson of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers was wounded in action. But from this exchange alone, it’s clear the situation was extremely serious. He was badly wounded, nearly died, and developed PTSD- Sherlock had himself earlier pointed out that the original circumstances of John’s injury must have been ‘traumatic’, and he meant emotionally traumatic, not just violent and painful. The blunt earnestness of John’s response even trips up Sherlock for a second or two, and he’s just been ranting and raving about not understanding why a woman would care about her stillborn baby after fourteen years. This also works as a tearjerker in hindsight if you recall ‘Please God, let me live’ whenever John is genuinely in physical danger elsewhere in the series.
Pretty much everyone in the room agrees that in your last moments, you would think about the people you love the most. John apparently had no one to think about when he was close to dying. He really must have been lonely even before he returned from Afghanistan.
I hate you for making this post because it’s the best I’ve read on this subject and it hurts.