i imagine that Beyoncé is off somewhere on a yacht, sipping on an olivia pope sized glass of wine, watching the entire world explode over her new album dropping out of literally the thinnest of air and cackling to herself with sheer joy. like, not only did she give you 14 new songs, but she gave you a music video for every damn one. this wasn’t just a casual troll, this was a calculated strike of nuclear proportions and she is leaving no survivors.
Im the friend that picks rainbow road
and then falls off it six times
michael poliza in churchill manitoba, who noted “the polar bear was all by himself as they are very solitary animals anyway. but this one looked particularly sad as it wandered around, almost a though it didn’t understand where the snow had gone.” (more polar bear photos)
can you imagine on halloween john makes sherlock open the door once for the trick or treaters and sherlock has his goggles and rubber gloves and apron on and is covered in blood and all of the kids are just like “cool costume dude!” and sherlock is so bewildered and john is laughing his ass off somewhere in the background
omg its little feetsies struggling