Pretty Fucked Up That You, Personally, Reading This Post Don’t Give Equal Attention To Every Tragedy

team mysterious leg bruise

Girls don’t want boys girls want a happier dead poets society ending

alexei deserved better reblog if you agree

It didn’t take me too long, so sorry if it’s messy or anything.

Is it normal for your parents to jokingly say that they’d hit you (even though it doesn’t really sound like a joke) and then they call you a baby when you say that it scares you and compare their childhood to yours? 

Unpopular opinion:

People sleep too goddamn much on Neil's and Charlie's friendship. Of course Todd and Neil were hella cute BUT Charlie was Neil's best friend not Todd.

No offense.

So anyway, Gerard Pitts was a totally big-hearted dork.

He loved darker stories and probably hailed Halloween to a greater praise than Christmas or his own birthday.

He probably loved Edgar Allan Poe short stories because of their dark plots and twists.

He probably tried to get all the DPS boys to go camping in the middle of the woods just to tell them creepy stories.

He probably thought he was super cool, sneaking into the woods with his hood on, like some kind of rogue.

He probably feulled Meeks’ love for space through his neverending rants about how big and mysterious the universe is.

He probably had a ghost-detector and 50+ flashlights.

He probably IS WAY TOO UNDER-APPRECIATED

yes yes y e s

Personally, there’s nothing more that I want for Christmas than to read an anthology of every poem Todd Anderson’s ever thrown in the bin thinking it wasn’t good enough.