Hello, darlings! Don't be scared, I'm quite sane, I promise you. | A Sherlockian, a Potterhead, a Trekkie who was born too late, and many other things. A Whovian in the making, I suppose. I'd like to think so anyway. | A pianist, a violinist, a ukulele-ist (for the sake of consistency, bear with me), and hopefully, one day, a guitarist. I know next to nothing about singing, but I've not got a completely unbearable voice and a life of music has made me not entirely tonedeaf. Thankfully. | I wouldn't call myself an artist, but you will find no notebook of mine not completely filled with drawings. | Finally, my beautiful girlfriend, therearemorethanfoursidestome, who is my other and much better half. She is the John to my Sherlock, the Mycroft to my Greg, and the Sebastian to my Jim. | Don't be afraid to talk to me, lovelies! I don't bite. If I can help it (for the apparently always necessary "I don't bite" joke; I apologise). Much love! <3
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear also don’t determine your sexual orientation
- The only thing that clothes determine is whether or not you are naked.
(Source: frederickengels)
do you ever feel like you’re just sort of
there
like all your friends go out and do things and get into relationships and like people that like them back and have fun and do stupid things with their best friends and instead of doing all that you’re just sort of this mildly entertaining thing that people take an interest in once in a while but they wouldn’t really care if it was gone
like you just sort of exist but you don’t really mean anything
The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
Demons run when a good man goes to war.
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
When I was in fifth grade I realized I liked girls but I was like “that’s a problem for another day” and literally forgot about it and then in like eleventh grade I was like “oh my god”
YOU PROCRASTINATED REALIZING YOUR SEXUALITY THAT’S IT YOU WIN YOU ARE THE QUEEN OF THE PROCRASTINATORS i bow to you
(Source: iseeavoice)
greatestvoyagehistoryofplastic:
basically the shorter you are the angrier you are
