Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind
Left you multiple missed calls and to my message, you reply
"Why'd you only call me when you're high?"
"Hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"
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Can cosplayers please make the “dear god I was terribly lost when the galaxies crossed and the sun went dark, but DEAR GOD you’re the only North Star I would follow this far!” Part of Galaxies by Owl City a popular skit trend with character A of your ship singing to character B about their experience leading each other out of the dark (or some other plot dynamic between the two)??? Please??
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Head canon: Captain Jack Sparrow is Autistic. He has dyspraxia. That's why he moves like that. He's frequently intoxicated, which also fits. Autistic are at greater risk for substance use disorders than allistics. I bet he eats soup with a small spoon.
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Ironic that peanuts are called peanuts and pee is stored in the balls (nuts) so peenut also penis sounds kinda close to peenut
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i sure love getting stoned and listening to hozier
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Bill the Lizard with a Ladder from Alice in Wonderland is kind of babygirl coded
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If I had a nickel for every time an adult cartoon did a season 4 episode about ambergris...
...I'd have 2 nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's werird that it happened twice, right?
4x16 Futurama and Bob's Burgers 4x18
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Actually
Learning to live without you and ‘with the pain’ is actually the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life.
Actually
I miss you every single second of every single day.
I actually don’t know how to say anything other than “I’m okay” when they ask me how I am.
I’m actually fucking lying.
I actually want to say that every fiber in my body still hurts. That it doesn’t hurt any less and I actually ache in ways I didn’t know a soul could ache. That the longing in my bones is heavy and the sighs in my chest come from the deepest pits of despair.
I think it all actually hurts so bad because I love you so much. And I still don’t know how I’m supposed to exist here without you. I wish I could be where you are so bad. I know it doesn’t hurt where you are.
That’s a spiral I must avoid tripping into, the devil calling me down when I’m weak.
But baby, I am weak right now. I am weak and i am trying my fucking best to hang on.
And I know I must make something grand of myself, I just don’t know how. I try to use this as fuel but I’m drowning in gasoline.
Is it all about honor? Honor in your name, honor in our love. Grand gestures of grandiose. Life. Death. Confusion. Enlightenment. Question mark ?
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