Michigan. Books/ Reading, Detroit Red Wings, fandoms, workin on my fitness, coffee, randomness.
I work with kids and talk about them a lot. I talk to myself a lot.
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.
Lemony Snicket, Horseradish (via booksandhotchocolate)
"guess we cant have different opinions on tumblr"
nah son. an opinion is like “orange juice is nasty” or “fall out boy is overrated”
"your gender identity is ridiculous and you dont deserve to have it respected" is straight up bullshit and you should be called out on it
Guys…this could be Bert’s last regular season game.
I refuse to accept this reality.
what if you could meet your celebrity crush but the cost was them knowing everything you’ve ever said about them in your tumblr tags