What if you went to this place at night and somewhere among the sea of red boxes a telephone started to ring?
Pick it up. It’s for you.
And on the other line : “Are you my mummy?”
As you drop the phone in horror, you start running, and running.
And then you see it. Standing starkly against the rusted red phone boxes there is a single blue box.
parents making sex jokes
grandparents making sex jokes
nine-year-olds making sex jokes
Happy Birthday, Hugh Dancy! Let’s raise a glass to celebrate the occasion.
I TWEETED ABOUT MY REICHENBACH FEELS AND I GET THIS AS A REPLY
SO I GO TO THEIR WEBSITE AND
THAT’S NOT ALL
THEY KNOW WE CANNOT BE SATISFIED BUYING EACH PRODUCT INDIVIDUALLY SO THEY PUT IT ALL IN ONE BIG PACK FOR THE SAME PRICE AS ALL THE INDIVIDUAL PACKS
I HAVE FOUND THE PROMISED LAND
LAST TIME I SAW THIS, IT HAD 5 NOTES
YOU’RE WELCOME, EVERYONE
girls are always complaining about how hard it is to be a girl because of their period
HAVE YOU EVER HAD A BONER IN CLASS
i aint even a girl but u cant compare havin ur dick hard and ur vag cry tears of blood
thank you tumblr user andrewbreitel
OKAY, SO, MY DAD COMES IN AND HANDS ME A LETTER TODAY AND HE WAS LIKE “well I don’t know what’s happening but I’m pretty sure this is for you” AND THIS IS WHAT HE HANDS ME:
so naturally I OPEN IT.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WAS EXPECTING TO FIND
someone legitimately took the time and money to write out this letter EXACTLY as it appears in Goblet of Fire, and COVER IT IN STAMPS. THEY EVEN SEALED IT WITH WAX.
I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK DID THIS
WHAT IS HAPPENING
That tag wins all the awards, in the history of ever.
HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED.
HEADCANON COMPLETELY ACCEPTED.forever reblog
so my dad and i went out to eat and as we were waiting for the elevator
my dad had a small conversation with the person in the box beforehand
DAD YOU LET MY HUSBAND GO???!?? WE WERE GOING ON THE SAME FLOOR
And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.
You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?