do u ever just meet someone and KNOW they have a tumblr with a long ass superwholock url & their blog title is something like “welcome to my twisted mind”
"you choose your favourite character because they remind you of yourself"
what if people’s hair changed color based on their emotions
like one day you’re out getting a cup of coffee and you notice some cutie in the back of the coffeeshop and your hair starts turning bright pink and you do you best to try to hide it but you can’t help but look over and
they’re just sitting there, staring at you, their face as flushed as their locks
okay BUT LOOK AT THIS FRENCH SUPPLY TEACHER HOLY SHIT
i was gonna reblog this for the booty he’s got going on but then i saw the hashtag and now I’m reblogging it for that alone.