mindy kaling giving harvard students their graduation speech

Why hasn’t a movie been made where Jesus rises from the dead three days later as a zombie?

Do they call you Chase because you can’t chase down any jokes that make sense? Seriously, what does this even mean.

headcanon that he’s in there alone watching anime and tabs out whenever nancy walks in

i think about this post so often. i relate to it so much.

I thought it said porn. That is the face of a man who is sneaking porn.

me

I fucking quit

i hate art

"where’s your homework"

That’s a satirical article.

was there ever any explanation for herinterative’s obsession with those crappy maze puzzles that looked like they were made for someone’s Programming 1 final project?

"Rowan..." Interesting name. He looked around the goth, noting that the drunkard of the two of them had disappeared. "Your friend seems to have left. I guess he expects you should go home with me." The monster giggled.

"While I would like to go back to my apartment, I'm not sure if I should go home alone..." It wasn't a wise idea. He was big, and he was good at fighting, but he was still vulnerable to monster hunters and crazy New York meth heads with guns. He couldn't remember if he'd told him his name. "'M Iggy, by the way. Iggy J'tsuna."

can’t get over how sonny joon had a flying saucer belt buckle and alien boots custom made for himself

I am so sick of misinformation being spread around Tumblr. 90% of the articles, stories, or anecdotes paraded as “news” can easily be discredited with a quick Google search. It’s really not hard at all. Please verify your sources before you repost them.

He snorted. "You haven't seen a dragon, let alone are one. But you are cute. I'll give you that."

"Yeah. Why not? I’ve got time to kill." He stretched, looking down at the other. "You have a board or do we need to go get one?"

“I think we need to go get one.” he tilted his head at the other, searching within his eyes for something in particular but unaware of what it was. Something with the word escape tipping at his tongue. “I wouldn’t think you’d agree to this.  

"Guess I'm unpredictable that way." He replied in a flat tone, ignoring the other's searching gaze. "We could pick one up at the old pawn shop down the block. That place has all sorts of cursed, creepy shit. Should be a gold mine for ouija material."

“—— Well it was nice knowing you,                             for about three seconds.”

"Yeah. I get that a lot. Now give me the gun." He yanked it out of her hands and reloaded it.

a twist on the number game

send me a number between 1-1000 and my muse will say how they feel about your muse

without anyone knowing who you are