I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
(Source: honestliars)
me: does it look like i give a fuck.
If Tom Hiddleston was actually my boyfriend
Me: Can you do it one more time?Tom: No
Me: Please?
Tom: No
Me: PLEASE. JUST ONCE MORE.
Tom: *sigh* okay
Me: ..........
Tom: Kneel before me...
Me: ASHGIADHGIOEHWSIOGHIOSGHEDASGEASHS. AGAIN.
Best bros: they take each other’s side and share a bag of blueberries.
I love that Tony offers Bruce a blueberry when he agrees with him.
I love that he’s known him for an hour and is already practicing positive reinforcement.
(Source: iwantcupcakes)
#What if when Loki was passing by Bruce’s lab #when he was being taken to his cell #and he smiles and is all intimidating and looks like everythings going to plan #Hawkeye just appeared and did this
(Source: johnsturturro)
587-785:
I will FOREVER reblog this! I think it’s on my blog twice already. Regret? Nope.
(Source: allysonbharris)
The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over the Lazy Dog.
I feel like I’ve been preparing for this image all my life.
The internet is over, everyone can go home
I finally know the meaning of my existence.
I quit.
This was on my bucket list
(Source: theamericankid)



