BEST. VIDEO. EVER.
BEST. VIDEO. EVER.
achilles owning a shirt that says ‘if lost return to patroclus’ and patroclus owning the ‘i am patroclus’ shirt
i love those shirts because alone they make no sense. You’re patroclus ? good for you man.
It keeps people from thinking he’s Achilles and murdering him
i think it’s a universal truth that everyone in our generation takes pluto’s losing its planetary status as a personal offense
pluto is smaller than russia. why did we ever even consider it a planet?
BECAUSE IT’S A PART OF OUR SOLAR SYSTEM
OHANA MEANS FAMILY
OHANA MEANS NO ONE IS LEFT BEHIND
(white girl voice) wait lemme go to the bathroom
are you saying only females of the white race urinate
i am an asian female and i can back this up, i havent urinated since 1902
How old r u
*whispers* how long have you been 17
I know what you are
Say it.Say it out loud.
WHAT IS GOING ON WITH THIS POST.
Sadly there are probably a lot of guys who don’t get the joke here.
my friend Pete literally makes me cry with his snap stories
this is me, i am pete, love me
we love you pete
This is how you know they’re actually brothers.
this is my favourite scene in the movie i’m not even kidding
I love this scene the most, because Loki is somewhat trying to help and Thor is just done.
Guys who try to use the “Are you on your period?” as way to end an argument always amuse me. Because it gives me the excuse to lean in close and whisper.
“I started my day by waking up in a pool of my own blood. Is that how you’d like me to end yours?”
omfg this is great
New favorite comeback.
when something happens in your fandom but none of your friends are in it
this is my whole life.
This. A thousand times this.
I want to inhale salt and feel warmth on my cheeks
I want my freckles back, boldly
I want to fall asleep reading in a hammock under the pierI want my hair to dry wild from the waves and sun
I want bare shoulders, painted toes, legs smooth and tan under cotton that flows and swings when I walk
I want late night strolls, feet in the ocean, sharing a thermos of white wine and stories we thought we’d never tell anyone out loud, breaking into a run out of pure joy
come on, summertime
I would sit in a parking lot with you at 2am