So Im On My Schools Mock Trial Team And I Keep Almost Saying “mothers And Fuckers Of The Jury” And

reminder to myself tbh: you’re allowed to like... go against all those tumblr posts. you’re allowed to be sad. you’re allowed to do self-care that works for you, not just what people say on the tumbs. you can go cry over ice cream or journal. self care doesn’t have to be pretty. you don’t have to do this shit.

Just some out of context pictures of Pat

do u guys remember those posts that would be like EVERY single mother fucker who reblogs this post will get an ask from me saying what animal their blog reminds me of. GO! and they’d get like 80,000 notes. do u guys think that those people r still answering those. like are they contractually bound by the tumblr engine to keep sending asks until they’ve actually sent one to every single person that reblogs. this is irl tumblr gothic

until the very last line of this i thought this was about the great gatsby and i was Supremely Confused

Y’know that bit from Gil and Gilbert where Pat just picks Brian up and holds him over his shoulder for a good three minutes and when he puts him down somehow Brian is the winded one? Daisy and Jon

I think everybody in the polygon/bdg fanbase needs to thank @laura47 for taking such amazing pictures from unraveled live, here I will list some of my favourites

psychic: *reads my mind*

me: what’s the opposite of low? (High!) And what do you call this part? (Knees!) Put ‘em together, it’s addition time - (Knee highs!) - No, high knees… Get ‘em up high, and then up even higher - it’s not a lot to do. Show me your dreams, your sky high desires! You have to get your knees so high like a plane! High like a mountain! High like a stoner, 420! (don’t do drugs.) High like a very tall building where the elevator ride makes you dizzy, don’t get in a tizzy, just knees up, knees up, knees up, don’t stop, sharks have to keep on swimming or they die. Knees up, knees up, knees up, don’t stop - up to your shoulders, up to your eye! Keep on going, but look at this graph, and see the truth. The answer is so simple it’ll make you laugh - the higher you can get your knees, the more you succeed! The more you are liked! More, more, more! (Correlation is positive.) More self esteem, I can walk into a room and say “Hey, look at me - yes, you - look at me! I’m great, and smart, and nice, and we should go on a date! I’ll pick you up at eight!” Sorry that was forward… Wait… Yeah? Cool, alright, sweet! Yeah… I’ll- I’ll see you then! (ohhhhhhhhhh!) Knees up, knees up, knees up, knees up, she said yes ‘cause my knees are high - also ‘cause I got this twinkle in my eye! I’m so happy I could die, but the higher I can get my knees, the more I succeed! The more I am liked! More, more, more! (I can’t believe you got a date.) My moves are good, and I’m proud and I’m pretty, and I’m feeling really good in Baltimore city, and my mood is high, just like my knittys, and you wanna know why? ‘Cause I’m doin’ my ditty! It’s high knees, high knees, high knees, high knees, h

psychic: what the fuck

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before and after

back at it again. gill & gilbert gays reblog with your favorite segment(s). mine are piss constable: miami and my two dereks