things I can’t imagine
- someone having a crush on me
- someone randomly seeing me and thinking ‘wow s/he’s cute’
- someone getting happy because I messaged them first
- someone thinking about me, in general
- someone wondering how I am
- someone finding me attractive
- someone doing something to try and impress me
- someone asking their friend on what to say to me
- someone wanting to get to know me
So one time my dad bought a skeleton for Halloween, and one day he decided to place it in the kitchen to scare me and it went too far…
Calvin and Hobbes: the college years
Y’know, I scrolled past this and thought to myself, “yeah, this is pretty cute, but I’m not gonna reblog it.”
Until I saw that last gif.
Anonymous said: I bet your eyes are a crystal blue, I would love to stare into them while we kiss under the moonlight.
My eyes actually are blue, though lots of people tell me that they change colors and can look anywhere between grey and green, too. And thank you for the romantic sentiment, I never no what to do when people compliment me. (Thank you also for not making a sexual comment, they make me really uncomfortable. I should have VIRGIN tattooed across my forehead.)
Anonymous said: How many followers do you have?
Like 10 or so. I don’t know why anyone would really follow me, all I do is reblog pictures of animals and the occasional fandom post.
Confused husky pup
He’s not expressing confusion, he’s tilting his head for better sound localization. While having an ear on each side of the head is good for lateral echolocation, tilting the head so that the ears are offset gives it vertical depth.
Thank you science side of tumblr
Phrases and idioms that we still use, which were coined by William Shakespeare.
This is it. This is actually happening. Yeah, I knew this was coming when I started packing last week, but it didn’t seem as real as right now when my drawers and closet are empty. I am legitimately moving out of my home, and it’s hitting me all at once that I won’t be calling this place home any more. Of course it will always be /home/, the place I am loved and love others, but it’s not where I’ll eat meals, lay down and sleep, or cuddle three dogs on the couch staying up til 1AM watching movies with my family. And I’m really gonna miss that. I’ll miss my mom’s laugh, my dad singing the wrong lyrics to a song in a bad off pitch voice, and me and my brothers making silly faces at each other at the dinner table. Is it too late to say I don’t want to grow up?
“A little bit of Monica in my life,
A little bit of Erica by my side,
A little bit of Rita is all I need,
A little bit of Tina is what I see,
A little bit of Sandra in the sun,
A little bit of Mary all night long,
A little bit of Jessica, here I am…”
If you don’t know this reference, you’re definitely too young for me.
you know that stage you went through where you hated being a girl and you just resented yourself and everything having to do with girly things because you were so sick of pink and barbies being pushed on you so you like full force rejected that shit and you were just so full of hate and vitriol at anything even the slightest bit “girly” yeah gender norms will fuck you up
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