I’m so excited for this right now XD
my dad just yelled “IT SOUNDS LIKE YOURE MAKING OUT WITH SOMEONE YOU BETTER NOT HAVE A BOY IN THERE”
am i awkward or
MATT YOU COVERED KAREN’S HEAD
On my tiny phone screen it looks like Matt has long luscious L’Oreal hair.
apparently my mom is not even home
and the person i hear puttering around the house is the carpet cleaning service
I’VE BEEN YELLING ‘GRILL ME A CHEESE’ AT THEM FOR 20 MINUTES
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
i can do that in like 2 weeks
Just let me watch a few episodes of Doctor Who
“tumblr should have its own island!!!!!!!!”
A bunch of retards sitting there looking at pictures of cats and gifs on the Internet not communicating with each other except for the occasional external chortle.
Actually useful. Not the usual bs
I’m not the right person to say “wow, this is so accurate!”. That ain’t mine to claim. But damn, this a powerful post.
You might also want to read this post first if you’re a long-time Hyperbole and a Half fan rather than just tuning in now.
It’s like reading a diary entry about myself.
If you read one thing today, read Hyperbole and a Half.
Yes, read this! Is amazing journey and I think I’m starting to understand depression. Feel bad for how I’ve tried to help a friend but maybe I’ll be able to do better now.
All of my feels. Or lack thereof.