it’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you.. everything i do.. i tell you all the time; heaven is a place on earth with you
Boyfriend surprises his girlfriend with a Pug puppy after the loss of her 10 year old Beagle
what the fucking fucky fuck
I AM NOT A SURGEON
wtf is this omfg
So, Ikecchi and I were re-watching SnK when she suddenly just started laughing like crazy because apparently
the moustache just looks ridiculous
do you see it
I DON’T EVEN WATCH SNK BUT THIS IS HILARIOUS.
I cant wait until this generation is running for public office
Theres going to be so much shit
Old facebook updates and twitter updates
A million dick pictures
i want everyone to know that every time i see this on my dash i send it to my dad and he’s asked me to stop
so i want you guys to reblog this every time you see it so i can keep emailing it to my dad
NO COCAINE WAS NOT
when someone whispers in your ear unexpectedly
hey could you pass me one of those snoods
liSTEn hERE THI S HAS GON E ON FAR TOO LONG THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO BE KNOWN FOR I WANTED TO GO FAR IN LIFE BUT NO I’M STUCK HERE WITH OVER 29 THOUSAND PEOPLE AND NO FUCKING SNOODS THIS IS NOT THE LEGACY I SIGNED UP FOR
Day man (ah-ah-ah)
Fighter of the night man
Champion of the sun
You're a master of karate
(I feel like this could be so much more well written, but I’m unable to properly convey the severity of the situation in the prompt due to the fact I couldn’t stop crying while trying to write this)
Of course it was Jane, it couldn’t have been you. It just had to be her.
Sweet Jane who woke up early to pack your lunch and see you off. Who stayed up some night to make sure you ate before ushering you to bed. Jane who shyly admitted once you got engaged that she wanted to start a family. Jane who looked fucking radiant on your wedding day and it broke your fucking heart. You cried watching her walk down the aisle, and when she smiled at you, your heart broke again.
So of course it was Jane who couldn’t have kids.
And playful romps where you pepper her stomach with kisses and the two of you joked over baby names turned into counting down the days till she was sure she was ovulating. You’d both anxiously await her next period, which she always got. No matter how many times you had gone at it. You’d lean over every morning and lift up her shirt to kiss and rub at her stomach for the few seconds she allowed before pushing you away. You’d tell her there was always time to try again with a wink before she kissed your cheek and told you to hurry or you’d be late.