LDR & MILSO
SPN. HP. LOK. ATLA.
I am, kind of, very lame.
Do you. bite your thumb. at us, sir? I do bite. my thumb, sir. DO YOU BITE YOUR THUMB AT US, SIR? Is the law of our side, if I say ay? No. NO, SIR, I DO NOT BITE MY THUMB AT YOU, SIR, BUT I BITE MY THUMB, SIR. DO YOU QUARREL, SIR? QUARREL SIR! NO, SIR.
Why does this have so many notes.
Do you know who William Shakespeare is
I just want to see my husband, cuddle in our underwear, and whisper too much until he just grumpgrowls and wraps us up in fluffy blankets so I fall asleep.
I want to smell his neck and feel his hands on my tummy, and hear his voice singing me lullabies.
Raise your hand if you’ve joined a fandom because you saw it on Tumblr.
Raise your hand if you’ve completely avoided things because of the fandom you saw on tumblr
Raise your hand if you know enough about a fandom to be in it because of tumblr, but haven’t actually watched the show/read the book/etc.
Imagine a miniature version of your icon riding around in your pocket and giving you good advice.
me everytime a character in a movie has to get a few drops of their blood for some ritual bullshit (via jtoday)
WHILE WE’RE AT IT, why do people try to cross those skinny bridges over lava/chasms/whatever by walking upright. IT’S CALLED CENTER OF GRAVITY. get on your hands and knees and crawl across that thing. HUG IT. SCOOT YOUR BUTT ACROSS. “but i look stupid!” lalalala but we’ll avoid that ~dramatic moment~ where you almost fall over and die because your damn fucking self wanted to look COOL
and stop yanking IV lines out of your arms the minute you wake up in the hospital