his eyes were twitter-blue as they stared out into the yahoo-purple and youtube-red clouds over a facebook-blue sea dotted with the broken deviantart-green tree branches. and then his eyes darkened to tumblr-blue speckled with wikipedia-grey as he turned to his fiery fox. “let’s begin,” he said, his voice like chrome. “let’s begin exploring this internet.” and they binged off into the setting sun at a google miles per hour.
I’m so mad I understood this.
"hey do you want to hang out tonight?"
"we’ll have food"
NO PHOTOSET HAS MADE ME HAPPIER.
MY FAVORITE PHOTOSET IS BACK
i’m completely mesmerized by this
I’ve sat here watching it for five minutes straight
academy award winner jennifer lawrence
Well Mr. Darcy and I are basically the same person bc I like to stare at attractive people from afar and I’m really bad at making conversation
you dont just play the sims. you go on a sims binge for three days straight then put the game down for 5 months
they should totally sneak daft punk into the next hunger games movie as peacekeepers