Every time I think of the black market, I actually imagine a market, with little stalls selling illegal things like nuclear weapons and organs.
it’s not actually like that?
mythology is literally the most interesting shit ever if you dont agree get outta my face
how the fuck are all these people able to just run into celebrities in restaurants and gas stations and shit i’m lucky if i find two matching socks in a load of laundry on the first try
you’re on tumblr, there’s no one around and all your shows are on hiatus…
then… out of the corner of your eye you see them…
the hannibal fandom
Those violent delights have violent ends. For never was a story of more woe, than this great house of sorrow.
The Shakespeare quote is a nice touch.
When I die do the cinnamon challenge with my ashes
i like to think that it gets scared when seeing ground things
just look at it
my mom is trying to pick a colour for her new wheelchair and me and my dad are telling her to get black and she’s just like “but how will I know if someone is stealing it” and my dad is just like “because you’ll be sitting on the floor” and she slapped him
when you’re in a really bad mood and someone tries to cheer you up
