This is like the 2014 version of Mr. Popper’s Penguins. Soon, he’ll get lonely, they’ll have to get him a friend, they’ll have too many babies, and then the whole house will have to become one giant ice box to meet their arctic needs.
that moment when everyone in your class finished the test and you’re the only one doing it
Resistance is futile.
Resistance to what?
Life returns. Life prevails. Resistance is futile.
when the fella over there doesn’t have hella good hair
*has a bag of sour gummy worms* hey you want one *you go to grab a blue-red one* *I immediately stop you* no not that one
Is it just me or is there a distinct breathing subplot in this season?
every woman on tumblr should have this on their dash
"Control yourself," whispers the conscience.
"Stop," whispers the wallet.
"Shut up, we’re in a bookstore," whispers the heart.