you’ve been hackerterino
first your tumblr, then the world banks, here i comeeeee
on the agenda for tonight:
Rare footage of Professor Xavier smacking Star-lord in the face with a keyboard.
dont worry we’ll be allergy buddies up there tomorrow
welcome to the paper we pulled the short straw of natural selection
there is peppermint oil all over my face and i’ve been drinking so much tea that i’m getting up every two minutes to pee but i still can’t breathe through my nose and my eyes are swollen shut
favourite songs: Catch Me If You Can, “Live In Living Color”
I’ve got a story I’d like to tell
But I’m gonna need help to tell it well
I’ve got a story about fame and money
And it’s got more curves than a Playboy bunny
Why was Oedipus against profanity?
Because he kisses his mother with that mouth.
I’m getting really tired of these motherfucking jokes.
How can you make the two greatest assassins in the universe completely useless and boring?
are you feeling it now mr krabs?
I’ve never reblogged something so fast in my entire life.
"Love In the Time of Tear Gas." Picture from Ferguson
Why aren’t we seeing this everywhere? Soooo much more meaningful than this, which was everywhere:
Those were my EXACT thoughts.
We all know why.
They’d each had a dozen snowballs to hand, and she’d had none. Bran had been perched on the roof of the covered bridge, out of reach, but Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she’d slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn’t, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball, but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair when Jory came along and pulled them apart, laughing.
(requested by anonymous.)