One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.
Wearing an oversized shirt and no pants is probably the most comfortable thing of life.
she wears short skirts, i wear blue shirts, she’s cheer captain and damnit jim, i’m a doctor
casual reminder that you don’t need to try and sink all other ships in order to keep yours floating. this is not fucking battleship.
Today my art history professor gave some words of wisdom:
Nude is when your clothes are off. Naked is when your clothes are off and you’re up to something
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
wait you mean you don’t use the word ‘fortnight’ in america???
Wait what? Then what do they use?
they don’t have a word
what do you mean they don’t have a word what kind of uncivilised people are they??
the fuck is a fortnight
It’s a word for ‘two weeks’
Went through my McKirk tag.
Just ignore me; I’ll be over here sobbing.
hi hello if you’re reading this i hope something good happens to you today