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God, I love reddit.

God, I love reddit.

I feel so loved. So loved. One might say I feel all the loved.

Look at this glorious thing. My nerdy pocket watch came. The motherfucking Master’s pocket watch. I had to wait three months for this thing to come back in stock.

My manly pocket watch supposedly arrives tomorrow. In the terms of the youth, I’m hella stoked.

So stoked.

All of the stoked.

Gabby is awesome
Edit: turns out that posts made by other people at school actually go through

Because I’m the best

It’s getting to the point where I get embarrassed when I talk about my music taste in public. I think that means I have really good taste.

I can’t tell you how happy I am that you knew this. It would make me sad if none of my followers did. I’m just too nerdy.

I can’t tell you how happy I am that you knew this. It would make me sad if none of my followers did. I’m just too nerdy.

Anonymous
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Are Vulcans anatomically sexually compatable with humans?

Oh, you don’t even know. They’re super sexually compatible. One could say that they have all the compatibility. All of it.

Anonymous
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OH my goodness that Hostile Bear Takeover kid stole my message! Literally word for word. He must be pretty cool. Or a Vulcan.

He’s really cool. Trust me. I’d tap that. Just saying. Also, he’s a vulcan.

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Why are you so god damn attractive? You're probably the coolest person ever too. Just so you know.

You’re quite the looker yourself young fellow. Positively brimming with amazing. It’s like someone was driving a truck full of amazing and then they got into a horrible car accident, killing 25 people and causing 375,652 dollars of damage to nearby businesses and causing awesome to be spilled all over your pregnant mother, causing your fetus to just be filled with awesome. Because that’s how pregnancy works. Probably.

Anonymous
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I didn't mean to make you mad, I was just pointing things out and prying into your personal life.

I’m not mad! I’m eloquent.

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Reading your Anon questions. I would rather be foolish and embarrassed and know the truth than know nothing at all. I don't want to look back at my life and think that there were things that I could have done but didn't because I was too afraid. It might sound cheesy to you, but go out on a limb. Do the things you're afraid to do, because a lot of the time they're what you really want. Unless it's a reasonable fear like not wanting to fight a honey badger.

Limbs break under the weight of my unbridled might, Michael. I can’t go out on limbs.

Anonymous
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Points for using asunder. But without even asking theres no chance of a yes either Doesnt that do some soul damage too?

Well of course it does, but it’s more of the kind of thing that eats away slowly and leaves me a bitter old man, alone and cold in a sad prison of a life I created for myself. Instead of just crushing me outright. Because fuck your logic.

Anonymous
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not even a hint?///

Nope. Anonymity risks nothing, so I shall risk nothing in return.