i’m a weezard

let’s travel through the vast unknown with mama

i swear to god if one more stupid fandom ruins a beautiful text post i am calling the police

I am obligated to reblog this again, because it is now Superwholock, and therefore perfection.

people need to remember that every tumblr post in 2012 was like this

#xena is the rightful ruler of both england and hell- which tracks (@technicolorrelays)

that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet

would you rather be on a five hour drive with a thomas sanders fan or a hazbin hotel fan. and you can’t crash the car i’m sorry

thomas sanders fan because they might be hung. gimme another

got any rationale for this or is it more of an intuitive thing

honestly i gauge all situations with a ‘will this involve me sucking dick’ metric and a five-hour two-person car trip is a high background reading so i’m mostly playing in the margins here? but thomas sanders is theater kid is horny is might be hung whereas hazbin hotel is not unhorny but horny in a currency i don’t accept. i hope you can understand.

i dont, but you seem to, and thats what matters

me impatiently to the little french cat boiling me in a stew: chat am I cooked

coming out of my cage and i been doing just bad. going back in my cage because i like my cage