But that’s none of my business…
why are witches and zombies separated? why doesn’t anyone want to be a zombie witch? think outside the box
Two more months and it’s 2015 what the fuck
I swear it was 2012 and we were all freaking out about the world ending like three months ago
I am neither Imperial nor Nord, neither Orc or Elf.
I am the last of my race.
The race of Jonathan Joestar.
Delinquent. Fool. Goth. Pretty Boy.
big boss suplexs dr who off the building and blows up the tardis
metal gear saves us from superwholocks
Imagine having 2 dads, and then them divorcing and dating other men. Then you’d have 4 dads.
The amount of dad jokes…
"Hi hungry, I’m dad."
"Hi dad, I’m dad too!"
"Hi dad too, I’m dad three."
"Hi dad three, I’m dad."
What have you done
Thank you. I’m really glad to actually have someone say this to me. I never really know what anyone’s thinking. I always just hope you aren’t all going to immediately up and disown me. I know that some people might find it annoying, or even triggering for them, to hear my woes. I don’t want those things to happen. That’s why I apologize and always keep certain things under read mores. It’s out of respect for everyone. I know we all come to tumblr for some reason, lots of times it’s to escape, or to feel like we actually belong somewhere. I don’t want to disrupt anyone’s experience here. I certainly don’t want my blog to be annoying or the one that brings people down. so this is why I inevitably end up feeling guilty. I know “it’s my blog, I can do whatever I want, screw u” *glittery text* but.. I just.. care more than that