Hi, I’m Timmy Turner and i STOLE FROM MY MOM’S PURSE
We all use to say “peasant”
Plot twist: Only tumblr users survive the apocalypse because we were too lazy to go outside to see what was going on.
Second plot twist: We don’t realize everyone else is gone until we run out of food. We don’t really care until all the Nutella is gone.
Third plot twist: We finally all meet up because we have to repopulate the world.
Forth plot twist: Everyone on tumblr actually gets laid.
finding out a guy likes you is like when Anne Hathaway found out she was princess of Genovia
Let’s play a game called ‘Stay up late and hate myself in the morning’
‘on a school night’ edition
having to pretend you are an average fan anywhere besides on tumblr is the hardest thing to do
do you ever get weirded out by the fact that everyone around you is constantly within their own mind and thinking a million secret thoughts and battling internal struggles just like you and that you’re not the only one who thinks these things and that the people around you aren’t just faces meant to fill up your life but they’re actually really deep people who have a lot more to them than you ever actually even think about