*Modern New York. Sherlock is sick*
William: Sherly, I made you some chicken soup.
Sherlock: Why is it blue?
William: I added food coloring for fun.
Sherlock: It’s like eating a potion…. Great.
do you ever just sit in a room that is so poorly heated that the cold nips at your toes and fingertips and begins trailing up the rest of your body, sending you in a small fit of never ending shivers that makes you wonder if the other people in the room are watching your every movement with concern for your well being
love this animal……. The shart
Trap was entirely about women thwarting this butcher guy but it also hated women.
okay so i finished checking if we were friends in every universe and, uh, it turns out we're only friends in 6 of them. but look, i need you to understand these universes vary like crazy, okay? like 6 is actually insanely high, like way higher than most. and one of those is the universe where i accidentally killed the actor who played Dipsy from Teletubbies when i was 7 and my life went completely differently as a result. and we still ended up friends! also you were a girl in that universe for some reason. what? oh, uh, yeah, you were cute as hell. like really cute. did you just fucking giggle
I depend emotionally on too many homosexual pairings and that's both the most beautiful and destructive trait of my personality.
You all are the coolest people I vaguely know
Don't scroll past this. If there's any chance someone from Nevada is following you, they need to see it. Get this as far as possible. Be loud. I know it's easy to feel hopeless right now; god knows I was crying my eyes out for a good chunk of last night, but if there's even a shred of action we can take, we can't let it slip by.
there are times when you become a tank of tears and cry all day for no reason. and tears dont stop and you feel like they are heavier than usual tears. the fuck is this condition i dont exactly hate it but i feel like my pillow is about to go on an ocean journey with 600 men under its command and i will have to sing an epic song about being ruthless
i must not lie down on my bed with my phone. lying down with my phone is the time-killer. lying down with my phone is the little mistake that brings total academic obliteration. i will face my phone. i will permit it to show me my updated tumblr feed. and when i have scrolled past a few posts i will turn over my phone and place it down. where the procrastination has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
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