everytime i think about the concept of soulmates i mourn the fact that it's never turned on its head as a tragedy

stands up on my chair i think having a soulmate should be a kind of divine punishment

what the fuck happens in hermitcraft

if i saw a noob i would help it learn and grow

How are my sweetie pees

all the literary geniuses of our generation are on ao3 writing minecraft fanfiction

my ducks? in a row. the elephant? addressed. my goose? cooked. my eggs? in several baskets. the bigger fish? fried.

Your monkeys ?

those aren’t mine.

my friends r sending me heated rivalry clips of a player kissing his bf (?) on national tv after winning the cup and all i can think of was wow that also happened to my close personal friends jack and bitty