maybe i’m reliant on sleeping pills to get some sleep so what


melika-elena:

Dylan O’Brien is RUINING MY LIFE


She pulls out her phone and hides it under the table, quickly pulling up Gale’s name. She stares at her phone for a long time debating what to send.

1:08
Hi, this is Madge.

Yes, that’s definitely simple enough. She sends it and rests her phone in her lap, lifting her head to pay attention to the lecture.

Gale gets the message before he can turn his phone on silent and the boy sitting next to him jumps when Gale’s text tone beeps. He sheepishly apologizes to class and makes a big deal of putting his phone away when he’s really just hiding it under the table. He stares at the message with a little smile. She’s one of those proper texters. He likes it. Girls that text without proper grammar are a turnoff, though he isn’t sure why. He hardly uses proper grammar in everyday speech.

1:09
Madge who?

1:09
Undersee…?

1:10
Ah. I knew you had a first name.

Madge huffs at his response but can’t help but smile just a little bit. She wonders if he uses emojis, or if he always texts so properly. She likes that. Taftan texts using numbers for words and many abbreviations. Not that she minds, but half the time she just has to sit and decode what he’s just sent her. Even Peeta isn’t that bad. She stares down at her phone and considers putting it away when she gets another text.

1:11
Were you late for class?

1:11
No. But I am trying to pay attention.

Gale smirks. He can feel the hostility almost as though she’s said it to his face. It gives him life.

1:12
Then pay attention. Who’s stopping you?

1:12
Stop texting me.

1:12
You’re no fun. What class are you in?

1:15
English.

1:15
It took you three minutes to respond one word?

1:18
Hm?

1:18
You’re doing it on purpose now. Aren’t you?

1:21
Doing what?

1:21
[clock emoji]

1:21
Yes. I’m trying to get you to pay attention.

1:21
You have my full attention, Undersee, I can assure you.

1:22
To your class, Gale!

1:22
Right. 


elocinaqui:

imaginetwentyonedragonpilots:

So in the Mormon world we have a thing that’s like SNL and this was on last week and I thought tumblr would like to know that this exists

yeah, basically this is like IRL Hetalia


quincy360:

you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”


HOW do u write a tEXT CONVERSATION in a fic this is so hard red al er t


Video



cruciothatbitch:

kenway:

watch at least the first minute of this

i did not want this video to end


cacnea:

ash never thinks


robelessd:

Forest Nymph: A trilogy 


wigglytuffer:

I knew there was a reason I got out of bed this morning

wigglytuffer:

I knew there was a reason I got out of bed this morning