This fic is not very good but I somehow ended up reading 21 chapters of it so now I have to finish: a biography
Okay Never Mind, That Crosses The Fucking Line and I Am Done: an immediate sequel
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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This fic is not very good but I somehow ended up reading 21 chapters of it so now I have to finish: a biography
Okay Never Mind, That Crosses The Fucking Line and I Am Done: an immediate sequel
hello, 911? i’d like to report a mass mercy killing
The MVP of tonight and every night
every “lets go [team]” chant sounds exactly the same.
Crosby getting booed despite not even being there
He got outchirped I’m crying 😂
Before January ends, I’m going to magically and extremely be blessed by the universe.
not gonna risk scrolling past this
Y'all ever just remember that Alex Ovechkin was drunk as fuck for 100+ consecutive hours after winning the Stanley Cup, to the point that ESPN had a news story about it and predictions to when it would end? Legends only
having executive dysfunction, ADHD and just a complete lack of any conception of the workings and passage of time means that i consistently roll a critical fail in punctuality
me: okay so i have to be there at 9 so i’ll get up at 7, actually get up at 7:30, get off my phone and into the shower at 7:45, finish dressing at 8, stop reading my news feed and make breakfast at 8:15, clean my teeth and leave at 8:30 with 10 minutes extra time to spare if shit goes sideways. there’s no way i can possibly be late.
me, still in my pyjamas in bed, scrolling through twitter at 08:59: motherfucker i did it again
my brain with every passing second drawing towards a rapidly approaching deadline:
my last, chronically overworked, almost entirely nonfunctional brain cell: read @ 11:59 PM ✔️✔️
crosby stealing credit for two lucky bounces the same way he takes credit for everything everyone else does as usual
So when the refs pull a capital player off a penguin, you could say that they’re… uncapping a pen?
other fanfic writer: *cranks out beautiful, heartbreaking, 4000-word chapters weekly*
me, writing: “should I remove this comma?”
me, twenty minutes later: *removes comma*
me, an hour later: *puts comma back*
The last one alone is enough to debunk the whole premise that ISIS represents Islam.
I’m going to put this on queue just incase people need reminding
Wow ISIS is breaking every single one of these rules.
Getting a new hyperfixation:
which ben wyatt are you today?
reblog this and tag Your hockey player. you know. the one that when you look at them you think ‘i will never love another hockey player/man/woman/human like i love you’. the one that not necessarily was your first favorite but the One that makes you think ‘i never truly knew a favorite player until you’. the One. we all have one. who is yours