*gasp*

Es is noch nich mal zehn in der früh wieso bin ich so gottlos am schwitzen

WAGE ES JA NICHT.

im quitting tumblr

ok see u tomorrow

this post is now 10 fucking years old

and ur ass is still here

“why do you have a gap in your resume” idk why is there a gap in your staff. worry about that

"I CANT HANDLE THIS" *handles this*

"I CANT TAKE ANOTHER DAY" *takes another day*

sometimes you just gotta go "man i actually don't give a shit" and keep scrolling. online survival skill 101

I can’t decide if it’s funnier if the Doctor just did a really shitty parking job, or the TARDIS did it on purpose as a practical joke.

tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it

Shoutout to the person who reblogged this 185 times in a row. I understand completely.

all those posts that are like "you and your blorbo swap lives" "draw your blorbo in your outfit" etc etc are fun and all but every time im like. bold if you to think i have a singular blorbo. its a bleebus circus up in here.

Fascinated by the thought of the plural of blorbo being bleebus

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.