@clintscoffeepot / clintscoffeepot.tumblr.com
I feel like a ghost who just wanders through tumblr once in a while. I try to leave little things for people still following this page, give some shares, leave a few comments cause people deserve to know how much I loved their hard work, then just float away again for a while.
And they called off the circus, burned the disco down
When they sent home the horses and the rodeo clowns
I'm still on that tightrope
I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me
And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why
I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try
I'm still on that trapeze I'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me
not my candy ass becoming a crab fisherman
Neurodivergent people love pacific rim bc its basic theses are “two besties who share a braincell can pilot a mecha” and “what if crab was big”
thisis so cool
don’t worry about why i had to google this but this example sentence is killing me
We all just become shades of grey
this man killed half of salt lake city
PEDRO PASCAL dancing on the set of THE LAST OF US
kisses for currency
poor guy
they are boyfriends
hate when folk call the Sun “our nearest star” no you dweebs that’s OUR STAR! After everything she's done for you and you want to compare her to some lightyears away ass nobody called some shit like Guncho 785B? We're not spinning eternally around any old ball, we’re three deep in the window on board the Sol Train and she did NOT provide the catering, the itinerary and all the fuel to share credit with some two-bit Proxima Centauri hack. point to these nuts in a constellation while you're at it. i love the sun
