Living Dead Girl

today my gf said “when donkey asks shrek what his name is, shrek pauses before he says shrek, and i’m convinced he came up with it on the spot.” we weren’t even talking about shrek. i can’t stop thinking about it or about how lucky i am to be with her

me, sitting on a throne barechested but wearing ornately engraved plate armor on my arms and legs and cloaked in fine almost translucent silks with an enormous snake draped over my shoulders: i got lost in the fantasy of this dope outfit and forgot what kinda post i was gonna make

me @ me: don’t start buddy don’t you dare

“Tell Cersei it was me.”

you know how people say ‘cursed post’ ‘cursed image’ etc you know what’s a cursed vine? that fucking vine of the nickelback song edited to have him say “look at this graaaaph” and he holds a powerpoint graph up. the fucking vocal equivalent of photoshop. the fact that they use the part of the video where he’s just weirdly staring at the camera. the fact that the music keeps playing with no vocals. it’s fuckin darksided y’all

why is this weak ass font over a lake and some mountains they deserve better

THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT

NTH TIME IM GONNA REBLOG THIS

this was the single greatest moment in modern television