☆ sheridan ☆

they/them, thank god for robert smith

[shweyinginthewind]

i always forget how good drew gooden is at guitar

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Tumblr used to be a physical place. It was a large theater built inside of a cliff. The cliff was by a stormy seaside town where all of life began. One night, there was a hurricane, and the Tumblr theater collapsed. This unleashed the Tumblr people upon the town, and thus began the world.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

[majormeilani]

hospitals in america are like you farted and it was soooo stank we had to turn on a fan. +$100000000000 to your hospital bill

[dayrlbiggins]

you gotta be as gay as possible on the computer otherwise alan turing died for nothing

[jame7t]

I see you’re trapped in my gay and stupid maze again

[omgislena-blog]

[niceaf]

Scorpio rising // Soccer Mommy (x)

[shweyinginthewind]

anna deficient :(

[boymiffy]

never underestimate the healing power of a patch of sunlight

[patrickspens-deactivated2023122]

at the club fucked up on kerrygold pure irish butter

[thedeaditeslayer]

Sam Raimi’s three laws of horror (x)

[terrapincentury-deactivated2018]

he’s talking about spiderman 3

[askpredetor]

He’s talking about working on Spider Man 3

[prince-bully-koopa]

He said this to Tobey Maguire each day on the set of spider man 3

[annalyticall]

tumblr is bad site TO YOU. I know how to curate my experience tho

[tolerateit]

the court jesters aren't serving cunt your majesty

[katistry]

at this point it’s embarrassing 

[ohevoyev]

hometowns have a thousand little ghosts pushing through the pavement that trip you up wherever you go how are we meant to live like that

[ohevoyev]

on my way out of my hometown i’m torn between: “i have too many ghosts here” and “i don’t have enough ghosts anywhere else”.. a haunting doesn’t always have to be bad. it can be a light in my childhood best friend’s window after she moved away seven years ago.. it can be the smell of lilacs in spring that just don’t smell the same in another state.. it can be seeing an old classmate’s parent in line at the grocery store and being given a hug. there are small joys in tripping over my ghosts. sometimes the ghosts love me as much as they hate me.. but either way they’re proof i’ve lived. i left a fingerprint on the world here. small as it might be..

[tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva]

"he is not my president" bumper sticker with a picture of some random guy that has never been president

[tummydrummer-deactivated2014022]

me nd my pirate girlfriend

[holdin hands]

me: bb ur hands r so cold

her: that me hook

[whitepeopletwitter]