February 2012
fiery-ginny:
bloodofasnake:
fiery-ginny:
bloodofasnake:
fiery-ginny:
gurwbfjnsdkclmxz YES. We’ve been singing that, So Much Better, Positive, and What You Want. This is literally like the best musical of all time
Apart from Curtains: The Musical Comedy Whodunit.
Nope. Book of Mormon.
Have you seen Curtains? Best. Musical. Ever.
Have you seen Book of Mormon? Best. Musical....
My Heart Rate:
hurricanepenus:
jeekuro:
Normal :
Talking to you :
Seeing you with someone else:
You got it all wrong.
Normal :
When you see your otp :
When your otp fanservice:
oppa :
Gonna go to the Shopping District with my Mum.
accio-underwear:
oliver-and-his-wood:
accio-underwear:
Gonna get another thing of colorful clip on bangs.
And then go to JoAnn fabrics.
Get some shirts.
Get some iron on transfer paper.
Aw yeah.
You’re only just leaving?
What were you doing before? WAT.
Also,
fghf98odhffuigdfois squee.
Starbucks and getting my brother breakfast.
MKAY. HAVE FUN SHMOO! SEE YOU LATER!
Gonna go to the Shopping District with my Mum.
accio-underwear:
Gonna get another thing of colorful clip on bangs.
And then go to JoAnn fabrics.
Get some shirts.
Get some iron on transfer paper.
Aw yeah.
You’re only just leaving?
What were you doing before? WAT.
Also,
fghf98odhffuigdfois squee.
That awkward moment when Draco Malfoy/Colin...
What are regrets?
Uh oh. Talking about my feelings again.
accio-underwear:
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Oh fhgidjdghf.
I love you, Shmoobear <3
PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry.
ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
PENCIL: I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
ERASER: That's true, but i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
random blogger reading this: what
me: OTP
Neener is reading the letter I wrote her for her...
accio-underwear:
oliver-and-his-wood:
I’m just sitting here and waiting for the tears.
AND THEY DIDN’T HAPPEN.
Not much makes me cry in actuality.
Not even family deaths.
Unless they’re named Fred Weasley but he didn’t die.
^this