wendygo:

I love how DTMG is just a fun cartoon about a kid and his ghost buddy having wacky shenanigans.

And then the tag is full of DRUGS AND GOREY MURDER AND WEED AND ECTOFEATURE SMUT AND NOW THERE’S A CREEPYPASTA.

I love the DTMG fandom never change.

inkandscales:

bloggerserif:

ruffiticus:

bloggerserif:

was-that-a-pun:

bloggerserif:

puhpuhtooie:

Headcanon: noodle puts the burden of boodle in box’s verse because lol weird derpy paradox. He’s that thing that lives under the manor and overhears rehearsals, later given a trumpet because he accidentally Mamas guitar. #the shit I come up with in band class (Taken with Instagram)

God I freaking love Boodle. 

There needs to be more Boodle in the world

There needs to be some Boodle fic. 

Don’t let me touch Boodle with fanfic I will accidentally kill him

But I might do it anyway.

Do I need to whisk him away to safety guys

Because I will

Alan Menken — “Kingdom Dance” (Tangled OST)

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nofoodnolove:

Above & Beyond in the EDC Experience

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around-the-worldd:

Joel Dropping some Doctor p, Joel can drop the bass, when he chooses to. Watch his body.

help i have never felt more awful

thank you guys 

<3

i mean, yeah some things suddenly got shitty. but, really i should take my own advice. everything will be ok.

yes i know i worry and i just care so much. it’s weird, usually the times when i get sad or upset like this have nothing to do with me personally.
i can handle my lupus shit, i know it’s not permanent and that pain meds exist. 
i can handle being ignored by peers, it’s their loss cause i’m fuckin awesome and it sucks that they don’t take the time to see that.
i can handle school and work, i know how to get it all done in the end even if it may seem stressful at the time.

but when people around me hurt, and i can’t do anything to help? that’s another matter entirely. i wish i would have been there to see those dogs coming at scooter and could have stopped them. i wish i could make my dad go to the doctor and get on medication. i wish i could take mom’s stress away. i wish i could shrink 1,351 miles into a few steps. but i know i can’t do any of these things, really. and it sucks.

but i will never give up on the hope that everything will be okay. there is no way anyone can take that away from me. it’s really all i can do sometimes. and dammit, i will. 

so, self?

everything will be okay.

:)

what do you say when the person you wanted to say everything to just stole your words straight from your mouth? 

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My name's Amelia! If you're reading this, chances are, I love you. :) Also, I'm downright fantabulous.

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