Ooooh, I just spent lots of money.
Time to put. The debit card. Down.
Vondell,
I probably spent way too much time on this. But, this was easily among the most fun things I’ve ever worked on (also the longest mashup I’ve ever produced).
Have a happy 19th, dude. B-)
MAXTON
MMMMMMMMMMMAXXT
MMMMMMM
HGHHHHHHHHHH
GBUHHHHH
I CANT FIND WORDS
IM CRYIGN
THIS IS SO GOOD ^____________^
THIS IS LITERALLY THE BEST FUCKING THING. EVER.
Some people need to realise that your friends aren’t puppets. They’re not possessions. Their emotions aren’t just a game you can play, you can’t bend their lives to your will.
You might think it works like that, but it’s time to get real. I don’t live by your rules. Friendship doesn’t mean you’re the only person in someone’s life. Grow the hell up, and hey- learn to share your fucking ‘toys’.
Shit fuck.
FUCKFUCKFUCK. REBLOG.
Ahhh fuck this! NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES!
Not whovian; reblog anyway
Saw the picture but didnt read. Gonna reblog anyway!
SOMEONE HOLD ME OH MY GOD
I know better now
HOLY SHISHFKLSDNC
WHY.
OKAY OKAY I WILL UKWYEGRVLIEBVLIESHB
NO NO NO NOT THE ANGELS! THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONEBOX
(Source: typefortytardis)
I fucking love soup.
Soup is delicious.
Mutter “Fuck it all.”
Go home.
Drink soup.
Do not be sociable.
Your name is Regret Dondlebree
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 4 tribute in the 18th Hunger Games!
You were killed by a careless whisper.
That’s it. I’m never playing Chinese-whispers ever again.
Your name isFinnick Cumberbatch
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 4 tribute in the 59th Hunger Games!
You were killed by a time paradox
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what
cumberbatch
finnick
WHAT
Your name isHedge Flickerwood
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 3 tribute in the 54th Hunger Games!
You were killed by underestimating the deadly nature of an 12-year-old girl.
(Source: mikkaybear)
I’m going mad.
I know I’m going mad because I just had an argument with myself about whether I wanted to film something for my theory presentation in eight hours time from sitting on the top of my triangular bookshelf.
I only won the argument by pointing out the dangerous logistics of climbing said bookshelf.
That was after I had to get help to climb out of my wardrobe…
I’m going mad. I’m going mad, I’m going mad I’m going mad…