It’s not survival of the phsically fittest, that’s where I went wrong when I let myself get into this. If it was, I’d have a fair chance. But there are weak men who can lift cars if their wives are pinned underneath. The brain, Garraty. It isn’t man or God. It’s something…in the brain.
Pete McVries; The Long Walk by Stephen King (via spark-igniting-fire-catching)
REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOUR FOLLOWERS WOULD DO IF THEY OWNED YOU FOR 24 HOURS
lostwithoutmyconsultingdetective:
this oughtta be good.
Ahh come on then give me a laugh
(Source: london-umbrage-is-falling-down)
Ugh. Seriously guys?
If anyone is following both Kay and William (not likely) you should know that they are now in the midst of a gif war. i mean, just so you know.
we're lazy here on tumblr.
- press J: scroll down a post
- press K: scroll up a post
- press L: like a post
- press ALT+REBLOG: reblog fast
- press CTRL and the REBLOG button: open the post you want to reblog, in a new tab
- press TAB: scroll to the top of your dashboard,
schizogirl:
Hola! Stop saying my name like that!
William, I will do whatever the heck I want to do with you. Stop…See, Dalton here’s on my side. Hey seven fingers, got any more of those nifty gifs?
You wanna try saying that in front of me, fuzz brains? Or maybe you should just keep to your own demented blog and the rest of us will go on our merry ways.
Oh ho ho! Lookit you. You are an inspiration. Can I draw you?
Of course. Should have known the girl was a psycho. You know, Ricky, the only other girl you got on here is a klepto and a hoarder who dresses like some sort of gothic rapper. How does that make you feel?
Kay, William, stop fighting. Honestly, you’re polluting my blog.
Stop telling me what to do!
All right you impudent little weasel. Shut your trap or you’ll come out of this looking like my friend here.
Okay, fine. I’ll be a good little boy. I’ll do everything that the egotistical, hypocritical ‘normal’ people want. Happy?
I never said to do what they said. I told you to stop being a pussy, you idiot.
Do you wanna go?
Oooh, like I’m so scared.
And here I was, thinking you two could have a nice friendly discussion of conspiracy in health care or something. Go figure.
Holy fuck
I don’t have a clue what just happened. Kay and William are having a war and Shawn is posting disney and all three of them just found out that they can reblog/convo one another. I don’t know what is happening to my dash.
Hola! Stop saying my name like that!
William, I will do whatever the heck I want to do with you. Stop…See, Dalton here’s on my side. Hey seven fingers, got any more of those nifty gifs?
You wanna try saying that in front of me, fuzz brains? Or maybe you should just keep to your own demented blog and the rest of us will go on our merry ways.
Oh ho ho! Lookit you. You are an inspiration. Can I draw you?
Of course. Should have known the girl was a psycho. You know, Ricky, the only other girl you got on here is a klepto and a hoarder who dresses like some sort of gothic rapper. How does that make you feel?
Kay, William, stop fighting. Honestly, you’re polluting my blog.
William!
Hola! Stop saying my name like that!
William, I will do whatever the heck I want to do with you. Stop resisting me!Blahblahblahmemeblahblahblahblahblahmememe!
Alright, alright… immature little rat… no more using finding nemo references.
Calm yourself Iago…
Shawn, do not come to his aid! No more disney, either of you!
O.O You had to bring stitch into this.
William!
Hola! Stop saying my name like that!
William, I will do whatever the heck I want to do with you. Stop resisting me!Blahblahblahmemeblahblahblahblahblahmememe!
Alright, alright… immature little rat… no more using finding nemo references.
Calm yourself Iago…
Shawn, do not come to his aid! No more disney, either of you!
