being a fan of something and having a crap fandom is like standing in the middle of a party and everyone is loud, obnoxious and rude and occasionally spits acid in your face but your friends are there, the music is excellent, and there’s lots of food, and there’s great wifi so you don’t really wanna leave so you kind of just stand there going
The accuracy’s enough for a doctor to remove someone’s inflamed pancreas using only their penis and can guarantee a two-day recovery time-frame.
"What do you mean you wanna see the movie again? You just saw it … Why would you wanna watch a movie you’ve already seen,again???”…
"But haven’t you already read that??? WHy would you want to read the same bOOK TWICE?!?"
But haven’t you already reblogged that? Again!? Really!? What are you doing??
Ain’t nothing wrong with playing/watching/reading something you love to pieces, coming from someone who’s listened to Periphery’s Periphery II: This Time It’s Personal album over 100 times since late-June 2012.
OH MY GOD SO I WAS CHASING AFTER REINER TODAY TO GIVE HIM A HUG (REINER IS A CAT IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD) AND HE WAS BEING A LITTLE SHIT AND RUNNING AWAY SO I SHOUTED “REINER! REEEINEEERRRR!” AND SOMEBODY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD YELLED BACK “BERTHOLDT!?” AND NOW I MUST FIND THEM.