bam forehead


i don’t have tumblr savior so i usually scroll past stuff i couldn’t care less about

but rn i just marveled at how everything on my dash was relevant to my interests

and then i realized that i was scrolling through my own posts?


my dad asked me why i had no hard drive space left

i said “movies”

we had a talk cause he thought i said “boobies”


i wish i were spectacularly gifted at something so i could join or be prominently featured on a tv show or some other form of media and skyrocket to fame and never have to worry about anything ever again


starringmarlonbrando → starringpeetamellark


i just took a walk through the park

on google maps street view


my brother’s been studying two feet away from me for 5+ hours and i’ve been dicking around on the internet this whole time

i need an intervention

or a life


it’s been almost six years since this city took me in. if had to end up anywhere, i’m glad it was here.


the sensation of falling as you just hit sleep by greywash is an absolutely stunning sherlock fanfic that y’all should go check out if you haven’t already. it’s pitch-perfect, imo, and uh, it’s worth the emotional damage. excuse me while i go cry into my food


post-valentine’s chocolate sales