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BBC Sherlock S3: A Summary
John: Listen to me, I am not gay!
Sherlock: Hello...
Sherlock:
Sherlock: It's me.
the naked brothers band better get back together soon or this tattoo is going to start to look dumb
signs as types of chill
"never really understands whats going on so they just kinda go with the flow" type chill: PISCES, Aries, Gemini, Sagittarius,
"physically and emotionally exhausted but people mistake it for chill" type chill: VIRGO, Leo, Scorpio, Capricorn
"woke af but hopeless" type chill: AQUARIUS, Cancer
"just chill" type chill: TAURUS, Libra
Hannibal || Glitter & Gold
Still not over this fanvid. The way it is so beat-for-beat perfect makes my brain so happy.
fuck yes this is my favorite fanvideo
i tore out my own liver
OKAY. WAKE UP SHEEPLE!!! WHEN SHE ASKS “WHAT’S GOING TO KILL U?” AND HE SAYS “LIKE I SAID…HUMAN ERROR” BECAUSE THAT WAS WHAT THE LINE ORIGINALLY MEANT ANYWAY!! IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT SHERLOCK AND LOVE AND HOW HE SEES HIS OWN LOVE AS A WEAKNESS BUT HE’S WILLING TO DIE!!! I’D LIKE TO PHONE A FRIEND.
you know who would have made a great American Watson?
Hey Sherlock, get over here, man.
I found some
Fresh Prints.
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute, just hold my Glock
I’ll tell you how I became the friend of a man named Sherlock
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.
it was rural england i was born and raised in afghanistan’s where i spent most of my days chilling out, maxing relaxing all cool and all learnin’ some medicine, i’m not a fool when a couple of guys, they were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood i got one little bullet, the army said no and said “you’re discharged, good day, say goodbye to sholto”
i ran into mike and he took me to bart’s i let sherlock holmes borrow my phone- uh, my heart if anything i could say that this man was unique but i thought “nah, forget it, yo home to Baker Street!”
i pulled up in a cab about 7 or 8 and i yelled to the cabbie, “that’s Holmes, smell ya later!” i looked at my flatmate, it was finally clear that sherlock, like me, was abundantly queer
Hey sinners
Y’all deserve to know which layer of Hell you’re going to
Take the Dante’s Inferno test here and tag your results so we can find out who sins the hardest
Martin saving a little bee on the set of the hobbit…
I HATE how tumblr brings up your old tags as you’re typing a new tag because I really don’t!! Want to remember!!! Some of the things I’ve said on this godforsaken site!!!!
tag this post with your first result you get when you type will
when white people tell other white people that they’re so white. like all y’all are so white okay. just so you know. you’re all really white.
Uh????sometimes I say it to point out how much paler my friends are than me??????because I know what outside is???????????and they only know computer screens???????????? But yeah low key we’re all white af not like we have American Indian ancestors or anything
🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃SPOOPY SCARY PEPETONS🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃
They were laying on the stairs. It had been a good evening, a bit weird, a bit surprising, but a very good evening. John had never thought that he and Sherlock would ever go out to pubs and drink - amounts! John smiled at the thought, because this wasn’t just a strange dream from yesterday, this was reality, and this was now. Sherlock suddenly opened his eyes, forcing John to slightly flinch by surprise, he had been absolutely sure that Sherlock’s been sound asleep, heavy breathing and slow eye movements. They were silent for a few minutes, not saying a word to each other. Sherlock slowly leaned towards John. Their foreheads touched. John couldn’t think clearly, all sorts of questions spun around in his head but he pushed them away. He only wanted to get closer, to feel Sherlock’s breath against his face. Millimeter apart, John could feel Sherlock’s hesitancy, but John wasn’t hesitant anymore. He only wanted to get closer, and closer, and closer. Their noses touched, giving John a shiver and it made Sherlock make a low groaning sound, and then it was only their desirous mouths, crashing into each other, tongues explored, eyes closed. John had never in his life felt so sure of anything than this. He, himself and Sherlock. Them, exploring each other’s bodies with excited hands, finally being able to touch the other. John could feel tears in his eyes (he wasn’t even sure why), as well as he could feel Sherlock’s. It wasn’t often he had been witness to Sherlock crying, and it only made John want Sherlock even more, he wanted to make him feel safe, being even closer - if possible. They put their arms around each other in a long passionate kiss, but suddenly, with a gasp they pushed away from one another, like magnets with equal sides they bounced apart. Another silent moment, both trying to regain their breath, they finally met the other’s gaze with shocked faces. John wanted to say something, to make sure this was alright, to wipe out all sorts of uncertainty, but it wasn’t alright. He was a soon-to-be married man, and this, Sherlock, was his best friend, nothing more nothing less. It was Sherlock who opened his mouth first, and John only wanted him to keep quiet, placing small kisses on his neck to make him groan of desire. He wanted to do anything to prevent Sherlock from utter a single word, only wanting to stay like this forever, because he knew that this moment would never come again, that this moment would be long forgotten by tomorrow, that they would just ignore that this had ever happened.
“I am, I’m so… Very sorry"
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what the signs are always a slut for
Aries: milk
Taurus: sweatpants
Gemini: D E A T H A N D D E S T R U C T I O N
Cancer: relentless giggling
Leo: math
Virgo: curly fries
Libra: aesthetic
Scorpio: Bob Ross
Sagittarius: rare pepes
Capricorn: bread
Aquarius: bees
Pisces: fish. just fish.