Just So You Know Im Your Senpai

sorry for taking so long to text back. i have nothing interesting to say because i don’t do anything ever

queen elizabeth single just in time for hot girl summer

catholic emperors would name themselves "pope innocent" "pope clement" "pope never did anything wrong" "pope tiny little baby" "pope good guy" and then commit atrocities

#pope just a little guy it’s also my birthday i’m a little birthday boy. the third (via lakevida)

Biggest failing of the internet is that in order to be vibing with my friends I have to actually be talking to them. I socialize like a cat I just show affection by sitting next to you. Ily but sometimes I have Nothing to say. Not a damn thing going on in my head

I don’t want to “have” a “conversation” I want to peel an orange and share it with you

I will reblog this all the time because this is the greatest validation comic I’ve seen

🥺 this is soo cute!

not to talk about doctor who but remember being a lonely depressed teenager and hearing him say '900 years of time and space and i've never met anyone who wasn't important'

he was like ‘just this once-everybody lives’ and i chased that shit with homosexual determination for every day since, like maybe through pure force of will i could save everyone i loved from a system that wanted us dead

One of the worst feelings is when you feel a hyperfixiation slipping.. Like no.. Youre so sexy pls keep giving me happy chemical

In honor of Lord Byron’s birthday I would like to remind you all of the time that Shelley and Keats, having not heard from him for some time, became concerned for his safety and it was determined that Shelley would go looking for him. Keats received a letter some time later that Shelley had found him in Venice, where he’d been having so much sex that he’d nearly died from malnourishment and dehydration. Keats’ entire response amounted to essentially, “You should probably have let him.”

“I found him, he’s in a gutter.” “Well go put him back”