My name is Kablamo von Strüdelthumb and I come here from the year, 1987.
These are some magical head LOLs that I have mashed, cuddled and raepd before mysteriously translating them into eye LOLs for the convenience of Lord Salamander.
This is a no hate blog and I strongly believe that DOCTOR WHO and HARRY POTTER are the nectar of the gods.
I only tag a picture under "photography" if it was actually taken by me.
PLEASE, ONLY FOLLOW IF YOU ACTUALLY (for some reason) FIND MY POSTS ENTERTAINING!
I DON'T DO FOLLOW FOR FOLLOW OR PROMOTE FOR PROMOTE! DAT SHIT IS WACK!
I'm sorry if I don't follow back. I'm already following more blogs than I can efficiently handle.
I also have a Tumblr which I dedicate to my lame photography:
Silent Melody Photography
And this Billie Piper one:
Billie Piper
If you want to know a little more about me,
click here.
Also, I have noticed people do stuff when their follower count reaches a point that they enjoy, so
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
YEEEEEEE JACARANDAS!
(Source: asunlightcardigan)
HOW AM I STILL AWAKE?!
I THOUGHT THE HOT CHOCOLATE WOULD SOOTH ME INTO SLUMBER!
THE WARMTH MADE ME FEEL ALL SNUGGLY AND SLEEPY LIKE I COULD PLACE MY HEAD ON THE PILLOW AND IMMEDIATELY BEGIN TO DRIFT OFF BUT MY HEAD BOX WON’T STOP CHATTERING AT ME!
I NEED TO BE UP IN FOUR HOURS DAMMIT!
My 888th follower is going to get a beautiful drawing of themselves because eight is my favourite number and the more eights, the better. It’s nothing superstitious, it’s just that it happens to be my favourite symbol for a number.
Don’t expect anything soon. For every follower I gain, I seem to lose three so this will take a while. You know, because I’m sure everybody is so eager to see how this pans out.
SO THIS GUY IN MY ENGLISH IS DOING A PROJECT FOR BIO WHERE HE GETS A DUCKLING TO IMPRINT ON HIM SO HE JUST CARRIES IT AROUND WITH HIM TO ALL OF HIS CLASSES AND I SWEAR THIS DUCK IS THE MOST WELL BEHAVED FUCKING POULTRY IVE EVER SEEN IT JUST SITS ON HIS DESK QUIETLY AND SOMETIMES HE PUTS IT IN HIS POCKET AND IT JUST SLEEPS LIKE WOW YOU GO DUCKY
This is the kind of project I should have done at school. Maybe then something might have worked out for me.
That was the most unnecessary effort for an exceptionally below average hot chocolate I have ever been through.
I forgot that there’s no kitchen door anymore so I decided to take the machine out to the back room because it’s small and easy to transport.
Not worth it!
Although the sweetness level was ok, it wasn’t choclatey enough for my hot chocolate liking.
And I probably made enough noise in the process of transportation to wake somebody up anyway!
Whinge whinge.
YISSSSSSSS!
(Source: bitchpicnic)
I crave the hot chocolate but the parents are sleeping and the only thing we have to make hot chocolate with is the unnecessarily noisy, excessively wastful Nescafé Dolce Gusto coffee machine that my step siblings got for my stepmum for Christmas because they thought it would be easy for her to use because they have no idea of the extent to which their mum has deteriorated.
Sorry … I’m not bitter about the fact that they avoid their mum as much as possible, I totally understand where they’re coming from, that it’s their way of coping and that it’s incredibly hard to see the woman who raised you so lovingly waste away like this, but, oh wait, yeah I am bitter about it. Kaye hasn’t been able to take in any new information like that for years now. She can barely even read anymore and she used to be one of the types who could get through a sizeable book in a day or two when she first had to retire. Yet the last time my stepsister was here, which was around two months ago, she was going through all her mum’s books to make sure she didn’t get her any she already had. I told her that Kaye can’t focus on reading anymore, but she insisted on getting something easy to read anyway. She doesn’t get it because she’s never around.
Anyway, enough grumbling, I’ve decided I’m going to fuck everything and make that hot chocolate behind some closed doors to drown out a bit of noise.
two of my favorite things
GIRLS DON’T LIKE BOYS GIRLS LIKE CATS AND MONEY
it’s true
yessss
(Source: okaystopplease)
Last night was totally fun, I don’t know what you’re talking about.
LOL I find this more funny than I probably should.
Were Never Married by Jackson Eaton:
“Photographs of Hasisi and I in South Korea, London and Australia.”
Jackson being Eaton by Hasisi HAH!
(Source: sandandglass)
