So I just had the shit creeped out of me.
I’m not someone who believes in ghosts, but I was sitting in my room, alone and in the dark, and I heard the strings of my violin being softly plucked.
My violin is hanging on the wall several feet away.
So I gathered my courage, grabbed my phone, and used the camera light to investigate.
And found this.
A goddamn spider was playing my violin. Not even joking. The little shit.
I think I’d have preferred a ghost….
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A warning to anybody thinking about getting a husky
You can build yourself a third husky
That’s the spirit
10 Engineering FAILS
These makes me want to cry.
Me when I’m building Sims houses
how do some of these even happen
fanfictions be like ”his eyes scanned the crowed and then locked with mine”
Did John date in between Sherlock’s death and Mary? Or did he just grab the first person who would deal with him talking about Sherlock 24/7 and marry her to prove he was over Sherlock?
i didn’t even think about that oh my god
This is what a Venezuelan Poodle Moth looks like.
The popular picture that was going around at the time of the discovery was this:
That is a felt model of the Bombyx mori also known as the China silkworm moth
Hate to correct you, but that is a rare pokemon.
How could have I made such an embarrassing mistake!
i don’t want to be a part of a college system where plagiarism is a worse crime than rape
fun prank: wake up during open heart surgery and sing don’t go breakin’ my heart to the surgeon
ISN’T IT AWFUL WHEN YOU’RE READING A POST AND YOU ACCIDENTLY REFRESH THE DASHBOARD AND YOU KNOW YOU’RE NEVER GOING TO SEE THE POST AGAIN
are you fucking kidding me this has been turned into some soft sad grunge band blog black and white shit when in actual fact he’s talking about a motherfucking dinosaur that roamed the streets of victorian london and spontaneously combusted in the thames