living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope
me:
the hare staring at me from across the field: which one of your lives is this?
me, legging it: okay tea time i think
Tag: q
WHO is going to have a subtextually homoerotic swordfight with me that stems from our major unresolved sexual tension
The World Health Organization is going to do what?!
before the endgame rewatch: Thor (2011) dir. Kenneth Branagh
“Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy shall posses the power of Thor.”
Meirl
LOOK AT THE LITTLE DUDE
Does anyone know how expensive this snowman was to create and take a picture of? Asking for me
I should ask my cousin, she did this kind of thing for her PhD
