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I googled cramps on side of foot and google suggested I cut off my toe
there are actually instructions but I won’t send you the link because my mom checks my history
i’m really sorry that your mum checks your history
i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops
Stage 1: Those who leave as soon as the movie ends
Stage 2: Those who know to stay until the credits for the extra scene
Stage 3: Those who stay until the end of the credits for the second extra scene
I’m a stage three.
We all are
Stage 4: those who will stay until the ushers kick them out because they don’t trust marvel
do you ever just rub your eyes so hard that you just start entering some other fucking galaxy of swirls and patterns
I thought I was the only one
we all have a time vortex in our eyes
…that’s what’s wrong with tumblr.
We looked into the Time Vortex…
Some of us were inspired, and some of went insane…
More like 90% of us went insane.
Reasons not to go outside:
- Poison ivy
- Quick sand
- The plague
- Large bugs
- Men with pointy teeth
- I’ll say no more. I’ll just upset you.