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had a nightmare they continued the big bang theory without jim parsons by having Sheldon invent a machine that turned him back into the kid from Young Sheldon but it turned into a horror serial where he was hunting down the rest of the cast trying to get them to go in the machine too but none of them wanted to be kids again but he kept outsmarting them when they hid until the climax where Leonard pushed him into the machine and he turned back into a baby who they gave to an orphanage and they were like “it’s finally over….. we’re free” but then they got back to the apartment and Baby Sheldon was sat on the couch and he said bazinga and shot them

evanfromgeometry

You only needed the first 9 words

devsbian

tumblr: these 7 people liked your post

me: cool, which post?

tumblr: these 7 people right here

me: okay i just want to see which post they liked

tumblr: it was the textpost :)

me: which. textpost.

tumblr: and these 7 people liked it :)

smalltonystark

i went to the gym today and there was a guy going to TOWN on the punching bags so i asked him “rough night?” and he said “my wife’s on a business trip and i miss her” and if that isnt the most steve rogers thing in the world idk what is

grapeyguts

so i heard mccree got a voice interaction for the karaoke room

rosecrystal

me walking into class late with my caramel capuccino knowing full well i have no friends there and im annoying everyone

ludwigplayingthetrombone

I would die for peach

trasemc

This is so inspirational

Artist: Haenuli Shin.

portmantaur-deactivated20240523

when ur like “im gettin a gay vibe” and your straight friend is like “uhhh idk that seems….forced….” and u gotta pull out your fuckin phd from gay college and your private gay detective license and your federal bureau of investigaytion badge like sit fuckin down buddy i got credentials and also an opinion the truth is out there my guy

themindmovement

“I will read long books and the journals of dead writers. I will feel closer to them than I ever felt to people I used to know before I withdrew from the world. It will be sweet and cool this friendship of mine with dead poets, for I won’t have to touch them or answer their questions. They will talk to me and not expect me to answer. And I’ll get sleepy listening to their voices explaining the mysteries to me. I’ll fall asleep with the book still in my fingers, and it will rain.”

— Tennessee Williams