My Biggest Achievement Is Being Rickrolled By The Country Of France

my biggest achievement is being rickrolled by the country of france

Edit: twice

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8 months ago

garden gnomes work as projectiles right?

Asking for a friend

:)


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3 weeks ago

yall know that one audio where a woman yells STEVEN in an Irish/Scottish (I genuinely cannot tell which) accent?

Imagine Danny and Damian's reunion goes like this:

At a gala (Danny is unfortunately vlads heir)

Damian: DANYAL!

Danny, freezing:

Damian: I thought you were dead!

(please tell me I did not hallucinate a whole audio)


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8 months ago

gnome sighing

Gnome Sighing

Follow for more updates on the newly dubbed 'gnome in the home'


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1 month ago

What if we all just treat the rich and politicians like dragons?

They hoard their wealth, so why don't we make like brave knights and steal it?

SLAY THE CORRUPT POLITICIANS AND STEAL THEIR HOARD!!!!

3 months ago

Trust made of dust and bones

Trust is like a chalkboard.

Covered in words and phrases and actions, Written with a chalk made of dust and bones.

It's easy to erase, But the chalk is so hard to make.

I always used to wonder, Why didn't we use ink instead?

Write it on paper? With the ink made of blood.

Its more permanent, It lasts longer.

I think I understand why we use chalk now.

Any mistake made in ink can never be fixed.

It can be hidden, It can be covered with more ink,

But it's always there.

We have to work hard to make the chalk, When ink is so easy.

We have to treasure the chalk, But we don't worry about the mistakes made in it.

The ink made of blood is far to easy to make, Far to easy to write with, Far too easy to mess up.

When you mess up once, It can never be fixed.

With chalk, You can just wipe it away.

Spilled ink is forever ink astray.


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5 months ago

Me: you say romance isn't dead

Me: *cocks gun*

Me: lemme fix that for ya.

8 months ago

the urge to spontaneously combust is great.

The call of food is *slightly* greater.


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4 months ago

I am so sick and tired of being the second choice.

I talk to you and introduce you to my friends! And what do you do?

You only ever talk to them.

But when you have a class with me and not them, I suddenly become your friend again!

You leave me out of group projects.

Even when theys said 2 or more.

Nobody ever chooses me.

I am the consolation prize.

Now you may say "I would choose you!"

But you haven't.

And you wont.

Stop with the lies please,

It makes me hope.


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8 months ago

Me: *dehydrated as fuck*

Me: I don't wanna moveeeee

My brain: get water idiot

Me: I w I l l s u f f e r


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8 months ago

i cannot believe this.

I was wearing my cloak out today and someone called it a cat.

IT IS CLEARLY A BAT! IT HAS BAT WINGS AN EVERYTHING!

I am offended.

I should probably pin on the nose


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thewisperwitch - The weird-ass bitch next door
The weird-ass bitch next door

Don't care what pronouns you use as long as ur polite. Hiya I'm briar! I'm a weirdo! Welcome to the hell that is my blog!

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