Coolikethat

This is just me. Unedited, unafraid.

Anonymous asked: Awww good! I'm happy for you :) You seem like such a sweet girl.

Thank you!! (: Come off anon and talk to mee! 

jonwatch:

makoschoiceass:

avatarstateyipyip:

minniethelastspazzbender:

beifongoutlaw:

slightly-fanatic:

cerezsis:

fangirlingforeverz:

theclockworklady:

lizzledpink:

imyouraziraphale:

heatheralexa:

insidelime:

“Seventy-Five thousand homes were destroyed.”
Perfect.

“Every entry after that was the same way.”
Yes.

“And anyone?” I ask after a moment. 
Oh, okay. 

“Over the centuries, wine has been drunk out of a variety of glasses, ranging from heavy beakers to delicate crystal flutes.”
I don’t drink, so I can only assume this is a metaphor. …No, I still don’t know what this means.

” ‘But this one was walking, I tell you; and there ain’t no elm tree on the North Moors.’ “
welp.

“So well intended, and yet so insulting,”
Lol wut.

There are no words on page 45.

“There’s that evil word again.”

“They might all be dead by now.”
“Who are you?’
OH GOD

“What’s all this trouble? Who has been knocking my people out?”
oh

“Yes, sir.” 

“Safe behind my barrier, I yawned.” HOW DID IT KNOW
‘It cannot be i’th’eye: Nor i’th’appetite: Sluttery, to such neat excellence opposed, should make desire vomit emptiness.’-Thank you William Shakespeare. 
“But Hedwig didn’t return the next morning.” 

jonwatch:

makoschoiceass:

avatarstateyipyip:

minniethelastspazzbender:

beifongoutlaw:

slightly-fanatic:

cerezsis:

fangirlingforeverz:

theclockworklady:

lizzledpink:

imyouraziraphale:

heatheralexa:

insidelime:

“Seventy-Five thousand homes were destroyed.”

Perfect.

“Every entry after that was the same way.”

Yes.

“And anyone?” I ask after a moment. 

Oh, okay. 

“Over the centuries, wine has been drunk out of a variety of glasses, ranging from heavy beakers to delicate crystal flutes.”

I don’t drink, so I can only assume this is a metaphor. …No, I still don’t know what this means.

” ‘But this one was walking, I tell you; and there ain’t no elm tree on the North Moors.’ “

welp.

“So well intended, and yet so insulting,”

Lol wut.

There are no words on page 45.

“There’s that evil word again.”

“They might all be dead by now.”

“Who are you?’

OH GOD

“What’s all this trouble? Who has been knocking my people out?”

oh

“Yes, sir.” 

“Safe behind my barrier, I yawned.” HOW DID IT KNOW

‘It cannot be i’th’eye: Nor i’th’appetite: Sluttery, to such neat excellence opposed, should make desire vomit emptiness.’-Thank you William Shakespeare. 

“But Hedwig didn’t return the next morning.” 

(via weshouldrunawaytogether)

I can’t understand teens nowadays.

i-like-pigeons:

what their idea of a fun weekend is:

mine:

how they hangout with friends:

how I hangout with friends:

they sleep around:

what I do with my time:

I’m so respectful and good when I’m around adults I’m like:

they’re like: 

their mom says “NO”, they react by doing this:

If I did that my mother would do this:

and my mother says I AM OUT OF CONTROL

(Source: wejussomemothafuckenkids, via techopath123)