undescribable
July 2012
106 posts
I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.” What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION. “I fancy you” is like, you’re oh so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.
Reblog. Click the image, and Enjoy.
omg
this game was banned in my school because people would just play it over and over again in the library
motherfuckin thank you
On the bus recently...
- Me: -minding my own business writing in my notepad in Nordic Runes-
- Some Bitch: -sits down next to me and glances at my notepad-
- What kind of freak are you?
- -Glances at my legs-
- Oh, that kind of freak.
- Me: Excuse me? What did you just fucking say?
- Some Bitch: You're a freak. You're writing in code, you emo loser.
- Me: First of all, I'm writing in the Elder Futhark Runes. And secondly, don't fucking judge me by my scars.
- Bus driver: Do we have a problem back here, ladies?
- Some Bitch: (Yes, she actually fucking said this. I didn't believe it either) Yeah, we do. I don't want this emo freak anywhere near me.
- Me: I was here 20 fucking minutes before you!
- Bus driver: I understand, your problem, miss. Here, I'll escort you elsewhere.
- -Leads that fucking bitch straight off his goddamn bus-
- Have a lovely day.
- Me: -Gives bus driver hug-
- Bus driver: My daughter battled depression and self harm for 4 years. Nobody deserves to ever be treated like that.
