THERE IS NOTHING NORMAL ABOUT THIS FANDOM ANYMORE.
BUT WE ARE ALL TOO SCREWED UP TO CARE.
I can’t decide if this is pure genius or insanity
He looks so violated
“I don’t like cats, John”
I don’t know whether to laugh at this or cry.
My University recently closed the basement to the Library. I had no idea of the danger we were in.
Made funnier by the fact that Durham University is one of the main Hogwarts shooting locations. http://www.hp-lexicon.org/about/films/locations/durham.htm
this is inevitable, and you are forgiven
i’ve never been happier in my entire life
Am I kicked out of the fandom yet?
omg I think I’ve never laughed that hard in my whole life
omfg i’ve been staring at this forever and i know that something is VERY wrong, but i can’t quite figure out what it is?? SOMEONE TELL ME PLS
They have no teeth. They look like babies laughing in glee. Either that, or old toothless men.
seND HELP I WANT TO LAUGH BUT I FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE IM GONNA CRY
friendly reminder that this piece of shit right here
went to Eton, Cambridge and the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts
and this little shit over here
went to Harrow School, University of Manchester and the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Arts
probably two of the most intelligent people in Britain, everybody
and neither of them is good at maths…
this gives me hope
Tumblr was on the news this morning. They said that Tumblr is a bad place because it ‘promotes self harm’ they said because of the whole thigh gap thing going on. They said that Tumblr only has skinny, almost anorexic girls. Please, we’re all obsessed with bands, food, porn, and gay fictional couples.
everyone fucking reblog this
Clearly they don’t have a tumblr.
One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because, because he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all, he really needs you. The trick is, don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget, slowly. After a while, you just stop asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh, and what is your name? You get used to not knowing.
why does tumblr feel the need to ship everything
because we’ll never have relationships of our own
when your internet isnt really working well and your whole dash is just blank squares and you still scroll through it attentively
hundred and hundreds of AUs
Ah yes thank you that’s exactly what I meant.
I love it when cats have this reaction to things, it’s just like, “HUMAN, EXPLAIN THIS BULLSHIT.”