do you ever feel bad about not feeling bad about something you should feel bad about
WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG WARTHOG
WHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOOOOOOOOGVery nice
Thanks
This guy at my school shows up every day with like a fake wolf tail clipped to his back belt loop, and I always see him running from class to class and jumping over things and he looks so happy to exist and sometimes he brings a lil wolf puppet with him and he makes it run along next to him on the strings
I’m just like u go wolf kid live ur dreams
when you lose your phone in the blanket and you just
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Benedict:
I do have a slightly strange face and, um, it's always marked me out as being somewhat period drama orientated, I guess. And, I--
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Louise:
Your face isn't strange.
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Benedict:
Why is--well, okay. Alright, thank you. Um....but anyway, my my sort of--yeah, anyway uh--it's weird! Um, but uh, I've got, yeah.
true self control is waiting until the movie starts to eat your popcorn
why would the movie eat my popcorn
nevermind i get it
my favorite thing is when someone’s in the shower and you just hear a distant BANG BANG BANG CRASH and you can tell they knocked over like all of the shampoo bottles
in tumblr we don’t say “I love you” we say “AHADSKJLHDSK I FUCKING CANT I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH I WANT TO SMASH YOUR FACE REPEATEDLY WITH A SHOVEL MADE OF THE BONES OF MY ENEMIES SO YOU TRY AND FUCKING EXPERIENCE WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO MY GOD DAMN OVARIES YOU MOTHER FUCKING FLIP SHIT” which is really quite beautiful i think
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS TO BE GIFFED MY ENTIRE LIFE
((Stupid question coming from an American, but why don’t the robbers just run?))
(( Because that would be rude.))
i always seem to follow all the nice people/ nice parts of the fandom
the bad parts of the fandom seem like some far off land that i only hear about through folklore and the tales of swarthy fishermen
its just a toaster
Actually it is more than just a toaster; it is a short story.
“Finally” denotes anticipation.
“My mom” is character development: you have a mom.
“Bought a toaster” is the clear resolution of the story.It speaks volumes.
its just a toaster
Don’t say that
THERE HE IS, WHAT A GEM AND LOOK AT THAT FUCKING DUCKLING AH I CAN’T
love how we all know what duckling this was referring to