tomfelton-andthe-cumber-cocks:
“they won’t let me eat,wont let me sleep..”
“who?”
“…..them.”
Oh.
I AM CRYING
I remember reading about how EA was trying to sell the rights to make The Sims into a movie and everyone was like “…how?”
Now I get it
It’s a horror movie
People wake up one day to find themselves transformed into puppets of an invisible malicious trickster god
First the bizarre happenings start:
someone becomes obsessed with stealing lawn gnomes
another person has a compulsion to stick their head into a strange device and emerges obsessed by grilled cheese sandwiches
people pee themselves despite being next to a bathroom because some mysterious unseen force makes them study cleaning
people find themselves stuck in rooms because they can’t step over common household objects
a young man doing some nighttime stargazing mysteriously vanishes
then their god turns sadistic
pool ladders mysteriously vanish, leading to several drownings
doors vanish just as a house fire begins
an elevator plummets several stories as a couple starts to get it on
a Murphy Bed gruesomely folds up, crushing the people inside
and that man who vanished while stargazing returns…but with something growing inside of him…and vague memories of a grotesque creature named Pollination Technician
the horror has begun
reasons black clothing is superior
- everyone knows that you’re a fucking badass
- everything matches
- you look like you could disappear into the void at any given moment
- what are stains
(Source: nprfandom, via beautyisfeign)
why cant everyone just wear the same outfit everyday just like in cartoons
and doctor who
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journeytothecentreofthesnogbox:
You know when you see a photograph of someone you know but it’s from years before you met them, and it’s like they’re not quite…finished.
#ALEX IS CLAIRVOYANT#AND KNEW ABOUT THE BOWTIE#BEFORE THE BOWTIE WAS EVEN A THNG OKAY
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no no you’re a GROWN MAN YOU CAN’T BE THIS FUCKING ADORABLE, NO
(Source: chechurinatanya, via beautyisfeign)
Elvis and Priscilla marry, May 1, 1967.
The press conference was going well and we were more at ease. His good looks, charisma and quick wit captivated the reporters, just as it did his audiences, his colleagues on a movie set, and his friends and fans; Elvis was being Elvis. —Priscilla Presley
(Source: ladypresley, via winterinthetardis)