Sarah. 19. Reader. Writer. Gamer. Procrastinator.

 

bookmad:

i’m really not digging this book at all, but i’m too stubborn to give up on it - a novel by me

a hilarious joke

wingscanspeak:

spookweedeveryday:

tanku:

three cats are competing in a race. there’s an american cat named “one two three”, a german cat named “ein zwei drei”, and a french cat named “un deux trois”. the cats all swim across a lake. the american cat finishes first, the german cat finishes second, but the french cat is nowhere to be found.

why?

because the un deux trois quatre cinq

IM LAUGHING SO HARD AT THIS JOKE IF YOU DONT UNDERSTAND IT I FEEL SO BAD FOR YOU 

EXPLAIN

ghostlyribbits:

intentionallyhomosexual:

totallynotmisha:

 

hawk-and-handsaw:

It’s 2089. all cops have been replaced by genetically modified dogs that let children pet them, help old ladies cross the street, chase down criminals, never eat donuts, bark at cat-callers, analyze dna, easily track down murders, pee on white collar criminals, and tear the faces off of rapists. utopia has been reached. 

How was this accomplished you ask?
Well its simple
Dogs are colorblind

shots fired

tardisexuality:

do not trust people who get excited about halloween they may in fact be skeletons

(Source: transisted)

Books mean more than people to me anyway.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace  (via whimsybookowl)