“We read to know we’re not alone.” ― William Nicholson, Shadowlands
American Horror Story: Murder House
And I will swallow my pride.
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye.
Lawrence Kansas house, Harvelle’s Roadhouse, Bobby’s Auto Shop, the Men of Letter’s Bunker, Rufus’ Hunting Cabin, the Impala.
I have found that the average tumblr user goes through 3 distinct stages:
- the “i just got an account and i have no idea what im doing how do i find blogs how does any of this crap even work” stage
- the “OMG TUMBLR IS THE BEST THING OF ALL CREATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA SUCK IT FACEBOOK LOL ALL OUTSIDERS ARE PEASANTS” stage
- and, finally, the “i freaking hate this website and everyone on it but i dont know how to leave” stage
stage three struggling
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
↳ Hermione Granger + hair; dry and proud!
The theme of this post is mostly abstract and involves my underwear bursting into flames.
When pixar does the thing that makes you question if you are actually watching a children’s movie.
Five million Cybermen, easy.
"There he is, the guy with the lion tattoo…Come on, this is your chance at love and happiness. A fresh start, no baggage, you can let go of all the anger that weighs you down. Go get him."