February 2012
10 posts
The Grand Microcosm: The Tumblr!Fandom Family →
internetfangurl:
typewriterinthetardis:
As a multi-fandom blog, I come across a lot of posts regarding fandom superlatives. “We’re the ones who waited”, “we’re the nicest”, “we’re the crackiest” (all comments made by Sherlockians, oddly enough) — but in my experience, they’re…
Watchmikedaoo:
“Daddy interrogates daughter to get a confession on who is her favorite parent.”
January 2012
63 posts
Aristotle: We are what we repeatedly do.
Plato: Well then I guess I'm YOUR MOM
Plato: *high fives Socrates*
I’m in a weird mood…I can’t explain it but it’s like I want to write like I used to just about something anything everything, maybe finally write the novel I always meant to but I feel guilty doing anything that isn’t related to work or school. How fucked up is that? Even writing this I feel like I should be reading a text book or idk something and ya know I should be...
Imagine the names of the future generations.
Mother: Hi, Harry. Did you invite your friends over?
Son: Yes mom, this is Peeta, Blaine, Percy, Katniss, Sherlock and Thedoctor.
Mother: You should have asked that nice Nepeta girl over.
The person I reblogged this from is beautiful.
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Tonight Is
Grilled cheese and soup and a movie night for me. I hate feeling like crap all day and having to be at school for the entire day…I feel like im missing out on all the fun stuff because all I’ve done today is sit in the student union and listen to the crappy music. But now I get to go home and have grilled cheese that Stephen promised me and I think I’m gonna spring for a bowl of...
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I'm Finally Happy
I’m poor…I have like $100 till next thursday and I’m stuck at school until 7 tonight and I have to work all day tomorrow; BUT for the first time in my whole life I feel like I am where I’m supposed to be. I’m living the college life all on my own. No more parents to yell at me and no more little sister to whine all day and all night and steal my things and dump out my...
I Love When
My “friends” make me feel like I’m wasting their time because I really wanted to see them. I don’t NEED help…but I’d love to see you apparently isn’t good enough when a job you only got 3 days ago, where you schedule yourself could be paying you…but what the hell do I know about anything…
