Anonymous:
Hello dear ! Are you trouble with your roomates in London ? Sorry to hear that. I actually thought you were living with you blogger friends.

No, Bessie and I are not sharing a flat anymore because we have work in different areas

My flatmates are just dudes who thought the food was from a flatmate who left, so I won’t be putting it there again

kinda want to hit someone, kinda want to die

klainest:

why does glee happen to good people

caitlincst:

thegirlygeekinitiative:

soldmysoul4wifi:

thunder-blitz:

thunder-blitz:

thunder-blitz:

SOMEBODY IS PLAYING A PIANO AND IT’S MIDNIGHT HERE WHY

UPDATE: I FIGURED OUT THEY’RE PLAYING “MY HEART WILL GO ON”

UPDATE: I JUST OPENED MY DOOR AND YELLED “JACK” THE MUSIC STOPPED AND I CAN HEAR SOMEBODY RUNNING DOWN THE HALL ABOVE ME SHOUTING “ROSE” OMG

CAN I SHIP IT

No, itll sink

you

satanicvaginas:

IM CRYING BC THE ACCURACY HITS DEEP

livia-carica:

moriartyfox:

benedictatorship:

meetingyourmaker:

The Great Game (Jim’s POV)

Actual events on that pool encounter.

YES OMFG

Dammit wrong door.

I LOLed

an accurate representation of my social skills