Swiggity swock where is sherlock?
Swiggity swoof he’s on the roof
Swiggity swon he’s calling John
Swiggity swote this is my note
Swiggity swont no please don’t
Swiggity swell oh no he fell
Swiggity swed my best friend is dead
Swiggity swake I think I’ll jump out of a cake
I am a senpai. And I will never notice you. Not because you’re not good enough. But because there are always these damn sparkles surrounding my head and I can’t fucking see anything.
to the ppl who know me irl who follow me on here: shhhhhh shhh shhhhhhshhshhshhhhhhhhhhhh not a word u hear me shh
Lisa Simpson at Stuff-n-Hug
this has gone on too far
they’re just trying to make sure you’re not a phony
Who Wants to be a Millionaire? What a stupid question. Of course I want to be a millionaire. I thought this show would have harder questions.
Tom Riddle hit the floor with a mundane finality, his body feeble and shrunken, the white hands empty, the snakelike face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead, killed by his own rebounding curse, and Harry stood with two wands in his hand, staring down at his enemy’s shell.
why dont they have viagra for self esteem