George R. R. Martin is a terrible wedding planner.
This week on Tumblr:
It’s a metaphor. You’re a metaphor. I’m a metaphor. Your keybord is a metaphor. Everything is a metaphor. The universe is turning into one giant metaphor on a molecular scale. Run. It’s too late.
when someone insults something u really like
I had wings once. They were strong. They were stolen from me.
It’s a metaphor, see: you hold a pen with your homework in front of you, but you don’t do it, you don’t give it the power to do its killing
why did the pop punk kid cross the road
to get out of this town
When I’m somewhere and a bunch of little kids start running around:
What are you so afraid of!?
I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle
it got better