yoo-hoo! i'm martha, johnlock shipper and avid sherlock fan; hope you stay, kettle's just boiled
HOLY JESUS CHRIST.
I’M GOING TO FUCKING THROW UP.
MY STOMACH AS DROPPED AND I HAVE DIED YOU’RE ALL WELCOME TO ATTEND MY FUNERAL
Tom Hiddleston impressions are one of my favorite things ever.
okay, I’m not one of those people who are super into any celebrities
but dat voice
WHY IS HE DOING JUNGLE BOOK. /sobbing
*whimpers* He so needs to do voices for animated movies with Ben!
my ovaries are puddles
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
Slide to the left
Take it back now y’all
Cha cha real smooth
Right foot lets stomp, left foot lets stomp
Everybody clap your hands
How low can you go? Can you go down low?
All the way to the floor?
this was funny until it wasn’t
IT WAS SO FUCKIN’ GOOD UNTIL THIS MOMENT.
nO IT’S OK I GOT THIS
Can you bring it to the top?
Like you never never stopped
not wanting to date someone because you aren’t physically attracted to them doesn’t make you an asshole
wanting to sit at home watching TV instead of hanging out with people doesn’t make you an asshole
cutting off a friendship that was not satisfying to you doesn’t make you an asshole