you know them moments when you look in the mirror and you think holy shit that’s me because for some reason it feels like the person you’re looking at in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger and you begin thinking about how you’re a person on a planet in a solar system in a galaxy in a universe and for a few minutes you ponder the origin and the meaning of existence and then shrug and return to your computer
Ernest Hemingway on his first wife Hadley Hemingway (via thedecembrists)

are you going through my blog or are you just that far back in your dashboard
#ReplaceSherlockQuotesWithPancake
Mass Post of Photo Manips by the staff of Sherlock NYC
THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN whAT IS AIR!?!?!??!!?!?!?
My brother decided to use my bathroom and that was fine, but five minutes later I hear singing and he’s singing to the tune of “What’s This” for the Nightmare Before Christmas about various products I keep in the bathroom.
“What’s this, what’s this?
There’s products everywhere.
What’s this?
I think it goes in hair.”
My dad was sitting beside me on the computer and saw this folder
He asked me if it was a folder filled with ‘erotic fanfiction about homosexuals’
I then proceeded to show him what was in it
He then walked away muttering something about me being pretentious
thank god I have my ‘erotic fanfiction about homosexuals’ in this folder tbh
Yep. Definitely have my erotic fanfiction saved under “TUMS”, which only QAF fans would get.