Lights Out: An adorable montage of adorable grandparents discovering Photo Booth, adorably.
[b3ta.]
If you hadn’t already guessed, today my tumblr will consist of the following:
- Sherlock
- Sherlock
- crying
- flailing
- Sherlock
- more Sherlock
- again crying
- angst
- angst
- angst
- dead
(Source: sherlock-and-john)
gahhhh
just had an awful haircut and the internet at my parents house is worse than at mine. also tonnes of stuff i ordered has yet to arrive and it’s annoying me.
i thought xmas was meant to be funnnnn
it isn’ttttt
bah humbugggg
oh god i hate today. writing a ridiculously complicated report, whilst i still have an essay to start and finish, all by tuesday, and the long and short of it is, i simply cannot. i cannot do this. i don’t want to and i also cannot.
zoo-keepers looks so happy all the time. why didn’t i become a zoo-keeper? they have the best time and no essays to write.
can you tell i’m upset? can you tell i have lady emotions right now? tell me you can’t. tell me it’s not obvious that this emotional breakdown of sorts is a complete overreaction. tell me it’s justified.
