My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you’re floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person’s eyes. They’re connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.

    me during exam week

  • when i get home: i'm just gonna sleep for an hour and study when i wake up
  • when i wake up: ohh look it's only 3pm I'll study at 5
  • 5pm: i still have so much time i shall study at 7
  • 7pm: still too early i mean i just ate i have to digest my food first before i do anything rash
  • 8pm: i'll study from 10 to 12 i got this
  • 10pm: .....
  • 11pm: ... this fanfic is so beautiful i cant
  • 12mn: i'm too tired i'll just study in school
  • in school: *TALKS TO EVERYONE I SEE* *GOES ON TUMBLR AND COMPLAIN ABOUT EXAMS*
  • 5 mins before the test: yolo

“Let me show you who you really are…Who you were destined to be”

h0odrich:

magicconchshell:

how did 50 cent get shot 9 times 

with a gun i think

intoomanyfandoms:

jokersxlover:

My conspiracy theory project- Is The Doctor Real?

Hell Yeah he is. I had to explain all of Doctor Who that I needed my class to understand in less than 2 minutes, because then I had to convince them he was real in less than three after that.

I am VICTORIOUS! I know there may be some mistakes about The Doctor himself in here but take into account it might be on purpose because the teenagers of my class know nothing. Enjoy.

ALL OF  MY FOLLOWERS BETTER FREAKING REBLOG THIS SHIT BECAUSE MY FRIEND CONNER WORKED HER ASS OFF FOR THIS DAMN PROJECT, IT WAS AMAZING AND IT GAVE HER A REASON TO FANGIRL IN CLASS. 

I don’t know why I’m crying.

eatstarsnsparkle:

boazpriestly:

osointricate:

boazpriestly:

demonsanddragons:

darcywho:

harlotstarlet-queenofconeyisland:

chasexjackson:

THE GOLDEN RULE OF TUMBLR

my god, we’re all Ross.

Excuse you.

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So in conclusion, we are all the men of Friends, combined. 

Not just the men.

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Phoebe is basically a walking night blogger when she’s got a guitar.  Admit it.

In conclusion, we are the show Friends. 

we all need this on our blogs

©DH