Silence is a Scary Sound

I'm Kate. This blog mainly consists of things that amuse me or amaze me. Enjoy.
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thecompanionsdoctor:

I WAS IN MY SHOWER WHILE SPOTIFY WAS PLAYING AND AFTER LIKE 15 SECONDS OF SILENCE I HEAR THE AD GUY SCREAMING “HELLO THERE SPOTIFY LISTENER” AND I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMEONE IN MY BATHROOM AND I NEARLY FELL OVER

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rosemaryforest:

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THERE’LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE!

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LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST!

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DONCHA CRY NO MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!

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elliegalaxies:

do you ever get that feeling where you like someone so much that when they do something adorable you just sit there with butterflies in your stomach like 

(◡‿◡✿) i just love you so fucking much you little fucker (◡‿◡✿)

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shadowsofthewreckage:

Wow, this is vtfghfdfsf beautiful

shadowsofthewreckage:

Wow, this is vtfghfdfsf beautiful

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No matter how good things are, there will always be solitary nights you spend in your bedroom or car or in a party full of your closest friends when it feels like the walls are caving in.
Dan “Soupy” Campbell (via cut-ties-t0theanch0r)
desunt:

redid this because I didn’t like how the other one looked
Cycle (2.20.13)

desunt:

redid this because I didn’t like how the other one looked

Cycle (2.20.13)

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to-be-a-lost-boy:

tardisinwonderland:

necromander:

Be careful what you wish for.

Wow what I never realized the colors were inverted

You’d think I would have noticed that

That’s the point. The world Coraline lives in is supposed to be boring and gray, but the people are what give it life and purpose. In the Other Mother’s world the people are plastic puppets where she pulls the strings because it presumably changes for every child she takes, but the world around them is bright and colorful for the purpose of enticing the children to stay… before they notice the inhabitants are nothing but dust.

that was deep

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thosewerethe90s:

itsnotthatfunnyisit:

saraadianee:

remember when baby spice sang about wearing a condom

remember when it took me over a decade to realize what she was singing about

remember when I never realized this until just now

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picadorbookroom:

In honor of Children’s Book Week, here’s a photo of an awesome kid.

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vgkait:

It is the start of the year 2000, and something is wrong.
Husbands and wives wake up next to each other, scared. They don’t know who the person in the bed with them is. Who is this person? Why are they in my house? Is this my house? Is this their house?
They go out to investigate. A five-year-old child uses a Windows 98 computer in the living room. The child turns around, and asks, “Is it time for me to go to school, mommy?”
The world is in panic. The President of the United States, who awoke in the Oval Office with no knowledge of being elected, calls for a large-scale investigation.
After weeks of asking adults and children alike what is going on, and looking at the various public records, they realize that the children are not confused at all. The adults can only remember what last happened in 1989. However, the children that can speak say that they were born anywhere from 1991 to 1996. Public officials can only draw one conclusion.
To every adult, the 1990s never happened. The children, however, cannot have come from nowhere.
It doesn’t take long after this conclusion for them to realize that only 90s kids remember the 90s.

vgkait:

It is the start of the year 2000, and something is wrong.

Husbands and wives wake up next to each other, scared. They don’t know who the person in the bed with them is. Who is this person? Why are they in my house? Is this my house? Is this their house?

They go out to investigate. A five-year-old child uses a Windows 98 computer in the living room. The child turns around, and asks, “Is it time for me to go to school, mommy?”

The world is in panic. The President of the United States, who awoke in the Oval Office with no knowledge of being elected, calls for a large-scale investigation.

After weeks of asking adults and children alike what is going on, and looking at the various public records, they realize that the children are not confused at all. The adults can only remember what last happened in 1989. However, the children that can speak say that they were born anywhere from 1991 to 1996. Public officials can only draw one conclusion.

To every adult, the 1990s never happened. The children, however, cannot have come from nowhere.

It doesn’t take long after this conclusion for them to realize that only 90s kids remember the 90s.

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thesickestjokes:

I’d like to thank the person who looked at a buzzing Bee-hive and thought:

“Those bastards are hiding something delicious in there I know it.”

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