The Aftermath is Secondary
Amelia is fairly certain due to her posture, general appearance, and quiet nature (also the fact that between the pauses and "umms" when she does feel comfortable enough to talk she uses large words), people find her intimidating. She regretful but mostly proud of this fact. Her friends however, know that she is full of shit and just putting up a front. When they (namely Mari-Anne, Little Sister or Kaitlyn) call her on it (however infrequent the occasion) she denies everything and continues on thinking of herself as Sherlock Holmes.
Amelia enjoys threatening her favorite roommate with British period pieces and Tchaikovsky. She has been known to flounce about her dorm in a silk robe or a feather boa.
Her motto is "Trust me, I'm the doctor", a title that will be officially applicable around her thirty-second year when she plans to receive a doctorate in psychology. Assuming she survives six years in art school first.
(Source: damnthatswhack, via and-dirtyfeet)
Now as the sun comes up it is time for me to sleep.
With The Great Mouse Detective playing. Basil is my head-canon Holmes.
Holmesian things are always so comforting.
It seems I am naturally nocturnal.
It’s funny how fast I go back to it when I don’t have to be awake during the day.
My last sunrise here. Ever.
And it looks to be a cloudy day. Perfect.
In even bigger news, Rolling Stone wrote an article about a famous punk singer who just came out as a trans woman and it doesn’t fuck up the terminology and in the whole article uses the right pronouns.
Here ya go. Much better.
Hell yes.
(via dollyfarton)
Another shirt ruined.
If I can pull this off and save my ass I will get shit faced tonight.
But if I don’t pull this off, I will still get shit faced tonight.
(Source: memewhore, via this-isnotalex)

You're walking in the woods. There's no one around, And your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him, Shia Labeouf. He's following you About 30 feet back. He gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint. He's gaining on you. Shia Labeouf. You're looking for your car, But you're all turned around. He's almost upon you now And you can see there's blood on his face! My god, there's blood everywhere! Running for your life (From Shia Labeouf.) He's brandishing a knife. (It's Shia Labeouf.) Lurking in the shadows Hollywood superstar Shia Labeouf. Living in the woods, (Shia Labeouf.) Killing for sport, (Shia Labeouf.) Eating all the bodies Actual, cannibal Shia Labeouf. Now it's dark and you seem to have lost him, But you're hopelessly lost yourself. Stranded with a murderer, You creep silently through the underbrush. A-ha! In the distance, A small cottage with a light on. Hope! You move stealthily toward it, But your leg! AH! It's caught in a bear trap! Gnawing off your leg, (Quiet, quiet.) Limping toward the cottage, (Quiet, quiet.) Now you're on the doorstep, Sitting inside, Shia Labeouf. Sharpening an ax, (Shia Labeouf.) But he doesn't hear you enter, (Shia Labeouf.) You're sneaking up behind him. Strangling superstar Shia Labeouf. Fighting for your life with Shia Labeouf, Wrestling a knife from Shia Labeouf, Stab it in his kidney. Safe at last from Shia Labeouf. You limp into the dark woods, Blood oozing from your stump leg. But you have won. You have beaten Shia Labeouf.forever reblog
i can’t even comprehend what started this meme.
but i am grateful that it stands here as a warning for all of us.
(Source: hiddeninthesand.com, via butt-burgers)

You're walking in the woods. There's no one around, And your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him, Shia Labeouf. He's following you About 30 feet back. He gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint. He's gaining on you. Shia Labeouf. You're looking for your car, But you're all turned around. He's almost upon you now And you can see there's blood on his face! My god, there's blood everywhere! Running for your life (From Shia Labeouf.) He's brandishing a knife. (It's Shia Labeouf.) Lurking in the shadows Hollywood superstar Shia Labeouf. Living in the woods, (Shia Labeouf.) Killing for sport, (Shia Labeouf.) Eating all the bodies Actual, cannibal Shia Labeouf. Now it's dark and you seem to have lost him, But you're hopelessly lost yourself. Stranded with a murderer, You creep silently through the underbrush. A-ha! In the distance, A small cottage with a light on. Hope! You move stealthily toward it, But your leg! AH! It's caught in a bear trap! Gnawing off your leg, (Quiet, quiet.) Limping toward the cottage, (Quiet, quiet.) Now you're on the doorstep, Sitting inside, Shia Labeouf. Sharpening an ax, (Shia Labeouf.) But he doesn't hear you enter, (Shia Labeouf.) You're sneaking up behind him. Strangling superstar Shia Labeouf. Fighting for your life with Shia Labeouf, Wrestling a knife from Shia Labeouf, Stab it in his kidney. Safe at last from Shia Labeouf. You limp into the dark woods, Blood oozing from your stump leg. But you have won. You have beaten Shia Labeouf.forever reblog
i can’t even comprehend what started this meme.
but i am grateful that it stands here as a warning for all of us.
(Source: hiddeninthesand.com, via butt-burgers)
I am so excited!!!!!
I have all the Adderall!!!