This is a blog full of pretty, sparkly, magical pictures of people I like to look at. It's a British comedy blog, essentially.
I love love love love making gifs.
My name is Steph, I'm a 20 year old American graphic design student, and a 'casual' anglophile. I love typography and comedy. Talk to me if you want, I like talking to strangers.
David Mitchell is my hero, Stephen Fry is my god, Charlie Brooker is my soulmate, and Alan Davies is my best friend. And Dylan Moran is really sexy.
David Mitchell is a boilerhouse of pure sexual energy. Every time I meet him I act all aggressive without realising it, because I’m suppressing the urge to get all Gone With The Wind on his arse.
Charlie Brooker
just reblogging myself because I forgot about this and I don’t think that should happen to anyone else ever.
Look at people, walking around, drinking cups of tea, getting little bits of sandwich round their mouths as they eat- God they’re disgusting. I say fuck people. People ruin everything. Look at them. Look at their eyes and their ears and their hair, growing on their stupid fucking heads. They make me fucking puke. God I wish they were dead! All of you, right now, I fucking hate you and I sincerely hope you just fucking well die!
Charlie Brooker (via tobefairitismyonlyweakness)
Charlie Brooker:
I can't actually own pets because I'm too sensitive. Genuinely, I just worry that they're going to die the whole time and I'm in a constant state of terror.