Only cause we know better.
^ REBLOGGING TO THAT
IM NOT EVEN IN THIS FANDOM AND THAT WAS AMAZING
I can’t remember the last time I blinked!
(Source: aguidetodeduction)
Only cause we know better.
^ REBLOGGING TO THAT
IM NOT EVEN IN THIS FANDOM AND THAT WAS AMAZING
I can’t remember the last time I blinked!
(Source: aguidetodeduction)
REBLOG AND THEN
GO
ON
YOUR
BLOG
AND CLICK ON THE PICTURE. USE YOUR WEBCAM OR NOT.
This is the most wondrous thing. I have turned off all of my lights and I’m sat under my duvet like a secret pioneer into this fantastic little world that I can’t stop watching.
Genuinely one of the coolest things I’ve come across on here.
Ok this is amazing
I spent like 20 minutes just watching it.
omg i dont reblog stuff but fhdbsjfhdbshjfs this needs to be on my tumblr omg //stares
WOAHHH K TURNED THE LIGHTS OUT. TOOK ME A WHILE BUT WHAOOAOOOAHHH
YOU MEAN YOU PEOPLE HAVE NEVER HEARD OF THIS I LOVE THIS OKAY IT’S MEANT TO REPRESENT HOW DREAMS EVOLVE WITH RANDOM SHAPES AND REPETITIVE IMAGES ANA SOMNIA IS THE BEST THING
guys, this is neat and all, and the artistry is really great, BUT AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FINDS ALL THIS SERIOUSLY FUCKING CREEPY???
these are not how dreams evolve, these are fucking nightmares.
bugs, bones, clowns, staircases to nowhere, giants, creepy faces, floating bodies that erupt into vines, all kinds of grotesque images, you name it, it’s there. there was even a little child that just curled into itself like it wanted to disappear. my heart broke.
yes, it’s beautiful to look at and watch evolve, and it’s an amazingly creative idea in its own right… but christ i’m gonna have nightmares of my own tonight. jesus.
(Source: xxill)
Things that are portrayed as weak and lame but in reality can probably beat the shit out of you and steal your lunch money then spend it on candy:
- hufflepuffs
- canadians
- women
- Jehan Prouvaire
(Source: folktier)
John Green is like the Den Mother of tumblr
Tuck your shirts in and stop flirting with each other, tumblr!
Just kidding.
Continue flirting.
Imagine him reading us bed time stories.
We’d be crying to sleep.
I’m not even sure what happened here…
I’m still not really sure what happened here…