Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story
What is wrong with you people
Do you guys realise that Moriarty may not have actually died? yes we know this but lets but a twist on this shit.
Lets take the man we know as Moriarty and compare him to the Cabdriver of season 1. Acting as a puppet to pull the attention of Sherlock Holmes.
There is nothing saying that the man that died on the roof is not actually a man maned Richard Brook, a man playing a role given to him from a faceless man behind a screen?
Now a little idea thats been bouncing around my head. Charles Magnussen was the new face of Moriarty, under a different name. He was still a face to work behind. and perhaps the Glasses were actually electronic, but he knew Sherlock would look at them, so he just turned them off.
Moriarty may just be a man hiding behind many faces.
Its always hilarious when i talk to others about my family because I’m the eldest and almost 9 years older then my bro and 13 years older then my sis and my name starts with a G but both of theirs have the same letter.
People are always surprised at the age difference and are usually like ‘are they your half siblings’ but nah its just really funny coincidence.
cleaning up my room and found this in one of my old books. I remember making up a huge story for these two but i could never decide if they were siblings or the split personalities or facades. Either way its defiantly something I want to return to at some point.
I read several dozen stories a year from miserable, lonely guys who insist that women won’t come near them despite the fact that they are just the nicest guys in the world.
..I’m asking what do you offer? Are you smart? Funny? Interesting? Talented? Ambitious? Creative? OK, now what do you do to demonstrate those attributes to the world? Don’t say that you’re a nice guy — that’s the bare minimum.
“Well, I’m not sexist or racist or greedy or shallow or abusive! Not like those other douchebags!”
I’m sorry, I know that this is hard to hear, but if all you can do is list a bunch of faults you don’t have, then back the fuck away..
..Don’t complain about how girls fall for jerks; they fall for those jerks because those jerks have other things they can offer. “But I’m a great listener!” Are you? Because you’re willing to sit quietly in exchange for the chance to be in the proximity of a pretty girl (and spend every second imagining how soft her skin must be)? Well guess what, there’s another guy in her life who also knows how to do that, and he can play the guitar. Saying that you’re a nice guy is like a restaurant whose only selling point is that the food doesn’t make you sick. You’re like a new movie whose title is This Movie Is in English, and its tagline is “The actors are clearly visible”.
can someone make this a bumper sticker
Inspired by the many complaints i’ve received of older Lilo’s resemblance to Nani.
Costumes from the new Disney Festival of Fantasy Parade