Sometimes I wonder whether I have any real intelligence or if I just have enough random bits of surface knowledge to bullshit my way through most things.
Knee Socks | Arctic Monkeys
When the zeros line up on the 24 hour clock
When you know who’s calling even though the number is blocked
When you walked around your house wearing my sky blue Lacoste
And your knee socks…
a cute boy randomly started texting me and is being rly nice to me?//????
I HATE BOYS
when ur chemistry teacher asks if u understand and ur just like
#wait#hold up#do you see her eyes#they look at stiles initally#but then she like does a double take#but of his whole body#you can like see her like taking a long look at him#like she is checking him out#like she is admiring him and his body#and i am just not okay#that eye flick man#babies (Via stileslydiamartinstilinski)
do not pity the dead, harry, pity the living, and above all, those who actually think snape and lily would have been anything like a good couple
the biggest disappointment in life is when good shows have a bad episode like i waited a week and u give me this shit
"He’s a tough son of a bitch. Picked that walker apart in minutes."
"Maybe a winter in the sticks put some hair on his balls."
it doesn’t matter how many “pretend to be dating” fics i read, i’m always fucking in it headfirst every time and i fall for that shit every time. i know the pattern i know the plot twists i know what’s gonna happen but every single fucking time i’m fucking on the edge of…