So this is the end of the queue.
I would refill it, but if this first week of being back to work and class and the newspaper in indicative of anything, it’s that I’m going to have no time for like anything that isn’t the above or like breathing. Maybe breathing if I’m feeling up to it.
I’m calling it right now: mini-hiatus starting after this post. I’ll still be around when I have nothing better to do or on the weekends, but I really want to start managing my time better so this is me saying be good till I get back. Don’t get too crazy because I hate missing all the riots. They give me life.
Wish me luck as I attempt to get through this semester with at least some of my sanity intact.
my brother yelled “HOLLA” at me and he was like “you’re supposed to say holla back” and I immediately replied “I ain’t no holla back girl” and it’s an hour later and I’m still laughing
do not think about your crush in an old sweatshirt with scruffy hair and a sleepy smile ok dont think about them humming to themselves as they make breakfast in this attire ok dont think about how the light hits them as they sit down across from you and eat breakfast ok just dONT
When Bucky Barnes first met Steve Rogers on the playgrounds of Brooklyn, little did he know that he was forging a bond that would take him to the battlefields of Europe and beyond.
#COME AND TELL ME THEY’RE NOT IN LOVE #DO NOT EVEN #COME THE FUCK ON #STEVE LOOKS AT HIM LIKE HE’S HUNG THE STARS AND THE MOON #BUCKY CANT GET THROUGH THE SENTENCE WITHOUT LAUGHING AND BASHFULLY LOOKING AWAY #LIKE #PL E A S E #otp: till the end of the line #fuck (via ink-phoenix)
steve/bucky tag names
when you die and become a ghost are you forced to wear what you were wearing when you died for eternity or can you go to like Ghost Gap and buy some new ghost clothes
if theres ghost capitalism i swear to fuck ill be so mad
overthrow the boogeoisie