what am i still doing here

i want someone to look at me the same way celeste looks at the stars

I will never understand girls who throw their bras at guys on stage those things are fucking expensive and he has no use for it like what do you want him to do pass it down to his first born daughter

I thought this was going to be slut-shaming but it’s glorious

Happy Father’s Day!

David Tennant plays every character like his only contractual obligation is to be a little bit slutty

living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope

from now on your tumblr nickname is whatever you get from this sexual identity generator  ☆

anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left