Dachshunds-and-fondue - Sprinkling Some Thoughts

bro do you ever think about that feeling you get when you’re in school and excused in the middle of class and so you walk around and watch as a handful of bored students in their classrooms, too hot or too cold, notice you outside their windows and stare at you, envying your brief moment of freedom, and so you hold your head high and walk through the empty halls, nodding in solidarity at the few students who pass, and you just breathe in the sounds; the muffled voices of teachers presenting and students laughing and especially the way your shoes break the quiet with every step, tap tap tap, until you return to your classroom, the ribbon of serenity that once wrapped around your neck yanked off the second you dive back into the loudness of the space, whether it is a buzzing chatter or a resounding silence, the feeling shattered completely the second you lower yourself into your uncomfortable plastic seat? yeah no me neither bro

it's supposed to be a costume silly!

trick or treat!!

aww and what are you supposed to be!!

convinced that tumblr is an endless river of “why didn’t I think of that” juice

how do writers know the names of all these clothes??? going to google in the middle of a chapter because what in flaming hell is a peasant top

Me and the mutuals filling eachothers dashboards w the exact same posts we've reblogged from one another