W a n d e r l u s t

Me while editing: *adds a sentence*

*finds nearly identical sentence in the next paragraph*

what if instead of writing a cover letter i just attached an mp3 of abba’s ‘take a chance on me’

BIG MOOD

Captain America: Civil War (2016)

my ideal man:

Me, anytime I hear A Noise™️ at night:

Okay, that was pretty tight

Thats it. Thats adulthood.

Why use a printer? When you can use an ink cannon?

What. The. Fuck.

#this is so fantastically unnecessary

This is like….steampunk levels of excessively dramatic engineering and I love it.

Regular people: but why?

Engineers: Because We Can

i know its the mets, but this is the coolest shit i’ve ever seen a human being do

Wtf????

Smoove with it too 

This is the kind of shit you see in anime that shows that a certain character is stronger than other characters. 

“Pathetic.  You can’t even hold the bat you dare step to the plate? Have you no respect for the sport?”

reminds me of this gif

Baseball players are to be feared

Reblogging for the last one

^Same for me

They just kept getting progressively more “woah”

much woah

Oh my god this is a lucky universe

every time this post comes around, my favorite part is the “I know it’s the Mets” qualifier at the beginning lmao like how baseball that this zillion note posts starts with “sorry for putting this hellteam on your dash, bUT”

I cry because the OVEN IS HIS SECOND CHOICE

are you a writer who can’t write beginnings or can’t write endings?

i’m a writer who can’t write

anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left

my brain: *out of breath* Was that good?!

Me in a beret, taking a long draft from a cigarette and leaning back in my director’s chair: once again, from the top, this time with feeling

The contrast between Tan’s mantra and the rest of the Fab 5’s mantras is sending me.

Everyone else: 💖👍🏼🌈🙏🏼

Tan: You could try trying.

But he’s right. Happiness is not handed to you. Make an effort. Give yourself that little love shove. It is okay to fail, fall, fumble. As long as you keep on and strive, survive, succeed. Feel the spectrum of emotions. Don’t hold back tears. Push anxiety to the side and see life blossom in your very hands.

the difference between ‘i’m 17’ and ‘i was born in 2002’ is night and day my dude bc if u tell me ‘i’m 17’ i’m fine but if u tell me you’re from 2002 then shouldn’t ya be wearing diapers rn