Why hello there. The name's Erin. And I swear to Freckled Jesus himself if you make a "WHAT IS IT, ERIN?" joke I'm going to find you and throw you out a fucking window. It doesn't matter who you are. I will do it. And then I'll drag you away and leave you for dead in the path of the first Titan I see.
As for this blog... This is a blog for pretty much anything I find... So who knows what's in here. Not even I know. Have fun finding some of the most random stuff ever!


When there’s too much shit you need to get done at once




I think we all need an aggressively positive spider friend in our lives

aggressively positive spider

(Source: bluedogeyes)

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Now I hope that you can see that each element has its own strengths and weaknesses… But FIRE IS THE BEST!!
tags: #i'm bored

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what do you call a sphere full of idiots



the best thing that ever happened to me in high school was about 6 years ago our teacher never showed up for class and neither did the sub so one of the guys in the class just got up and started discussing his various theories about the island in lost and started drawing different diagrams on the board and ranting about his fan theories and everybody just went with it and raised their hands for him like he was the teacher and that was the class. 

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you’re stuck living with your icon for a month have fun





Promoing at the beach

Ancient Roman prostitutes did something similar, but usually they would have phalluses inscribed in their sandals. So, if you were ever in the mood, you could just look down and follow the dicks.

follow the yellow dick-road

I love history lessons on tumblr.

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How It Should Have Ended: Frozen [x]

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911 hey i hate to be “that guy” but i glued myself to the ceiling again

Idea for a two-volume book series:
Book one: a life-affirming story about pretentious teens with superiority complexes who have experiences and give nauseatingly quotable musings on philosophy and what it means to be alive, which often involves their enjoyment of books and tea and their condescending view of the popular kids as sheep
Book two: the same exact story, except this time it's being narrated by the teacher who has to deal with these asshole kids on a daily basis but is legally barred from saying "are you fucking kidding me" when they say some pretentious bullshit about how they prefer the smell of old books to the taste of alcohol. The teacher is re-telling the story to her friend at the bar, and her friend refuses to accept that these children could POSSIBLY be as pretentious as she makes them sound