I don’t remember reblogging anything homestuck.. Maybe I did it by a mistake :/ (I do that sometimes hahah)
so cute i might die
Ellen & Portia
They are actually so perfect it makes me want to cry
dude it’s so weird how when you’re a kid, socks were like the worst thing you could get on christmas but now it’s like hell yeah please give me some socks i own like two and a half pairs my feet are so cold
Jesus Christ. I hope these are legit because some of these are raising FABULOUS questions.
you know, my mom told me that when i was little i used to tell her recurring tidbits of a linear series of events from “when i was older”
she mentioned me pointing an old man and getting really excited and saying “hey that man was my student when i used to teach piano!” in a situation, or saying “you know i like you more than my other mom, she was so mean” and my personal favourite is the one where i said “i used to have a gilrfriend once, you know, we were on my motorcyle and i lost control and fell off a cliff on the roadside, i really hope she’s okay”
Children are scary as fuck.
I need to stay away
Wasn’t there a post going around about how maybe the ‘Light at the end of the Tunnel’ that people go to when they die is the opening of the womb when we’re born? And we gradually forget our previous lives as we grow older? Because that post combined with this post scares the living crap outta me.
Yeah when I was about 3 I told my mum that we’d all had past lives, and how long it took for us to be reborn depended on how good a person we’d been. I said that as babies we remember who we were before, but as we grow up we begin to forget and some people forget more quickly than others.
I don’t remember this conversation, but my mum does.
I used to sleep walk as a kid, one time I was sat on the stairs rocking back and forth saying ‘I can hear it’ over and over, and my mum just put me back in my bed like it was nothing. I suppose this was a regular occurrence?
REBLOG IF I SHOULD GET THESE TATTOOED ON MY NIPPLES
1 million notes and i’ll do it
Posted this shit on tumblr. You done fucked up, son.
When you say something bad about your self and your friends agree
this isnt a humor blog its more of a cry for help
plot twist: people begin to find you attractive in real life and not just on tumblr
Plot twist: People begin to find me attractive on Tumblr
Plot twist: People begin to think I’m attractive.
Plot twist: People begin to think