6 stages of fangirling →
hananananargh: discovery “who is that sex god and why haven’t i noticed him before” research “i have to find out everything about him omg what is his full name what is his birthday do you think he has a wife does he have children does he like jam does he like cats i wonder what photos there are of him is he even real omg” obsession “i love him so much omg what you like him too no you...
lexcanroar: here’s what I like to call the... →
lexcanroar: here’s what I like to call the chest-shitting analogy, I hope you’re ready for this. a lot of people were in comments on that video where we all got into a big ridiculous argument about harassment were saying things like “but some girls like harassment!” “some girls get a confidence boost from…
A brilliant young reader who had a side interest in horrible TV shows.– Augustus Waters, The Fault in Our Stars. (via shadesofburgundy)
The tales of our exploits will survive as long as the human voice itself,” he...– — John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)
Internet: You've been so brave, sweetheart.
Tumblr: Why are you here? All of you.
Internet: We never left.
Tumblr: Does it hurt? Getting shut down?
Megaupload: Quicker than loading a page.
Facebook: You're nearly there.
Tumblr: I'm sorry. I never wanted any of you to close down for me. And Wikipedia, your articles-
Wikipedia: Others will tell them what their founders died for. One day, they'll understand.
Tumblr: You'll stay with me?
Facebook: Until the end.
Tumblr: And the government wont be able to see you?
Megaupload: No...we're here you see.
Tumblr: Stay close to me.
missesnorris: missindianajones: cheezepizza: shorturl: “Eels always look like they just told a joke and are waiting for a reaction.”
thesoundofmyheartbeating asked: PLEASE STOP POSTING THE FAULT IN OUR STARS QUOTES YOU ARE AROUSING ALL THE CREYS
Would anyone really like to inbox me? I don’t think I’ve ever had an inbox, therefore I feel it would improve my tumblr experience greatly. INBOX ME BITCH.
There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an...– Hazel Grace Lancaster, The Fault in Our Stars (via farmiga-peters)