If you draw Hank and John bursting into a smokey kitchen yelling "OH MY GOD IT'S BURNING!" I'll donate $5 to P4A

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Janaina Medeiros
ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

#extradirty
hello vonnie

blake kathryn
DEAR READER
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost
Keni
wallacepolsom

ellievsbear
cherry valley forever
we're not kids anymore.
will byers stan first human second
Mike Driver
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@justanothertexasboy
If you draw Hank and John bursting into a smokey kitchen yelling "OH MY GOD IT'S BURNING!" I'll donate $5 to P4A
Nintendo’s reasoning behind the lack of SNES games on the 3DS
Makes sense
Deleting Voicemails
The situation hits me with all the subtlety of a brick to the face. Starring at my phone. Spacing out. Having all but escaped the world with all of it's present issues to wander about in the confines of my mind. Thinking of her. With this feeling in my stomach. I can't place the emotion. Or maybe I never could. I called it like. I called it infatuation. I called it love. I called it addiction I called it hurt and pain and betrayal But the feeling never changed. The way you made me feel never morphed. And lately like the spring thaw. Everything is melting away Rushing frantically through my veins Warming me again with the phantom touch of a voicemail over a year old. I think back of every moment I shared with her. The good and the bad. The sexual and the platonic. And everything in between. Trying to contemplate exactly what "we" were. Were we the story of a couple that met to early. Were we the typical volcano meets a tornado. Or were we a bell curve that was allowed continue for to long. or perhaps not longs enough. Head spinning. Thoughts pacing. Drawing on memories long buried. Piecing it all together like a puzzle. An obscure frantically shaped puzzle. I don't know what I feel. Do I miss you. Do I still love you. Or perhaps do I loathe you. Still bitter about all the things long in the past. Or maybe. Just maybe. I feel the way I always did. In love with who you were to me. And forcing myself to come to terms with the fact that you are not that. You are not that. And I'm not the boy who was head over heels for you. This is still the present. No matter how much I want to romanticize the past. I'm no longer there. I haven't been there in a long time. I have a life. That I enjoy. And I've moved on with my life. I'm still going to listen to the voicemail regardless
CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE SHEER HORROR IN CILAN’S FACE UPON REALIZING THAT EVERYTHING IS GOING TO EXPLODE AND HIS FIRST PRIORITY IS TO PROTECT HIS PRECIOUS FOOD
yasminwithane:
The Fault in Our Stars <3 obsession. It’s pretty much impossible to fit all the amazing quotes from TFiOS onto an A4 sheet, but here’s a few of them!
PLEASE DON’T DELETE THE ARTIST’S CAPTION WHEN REBLOGGING
I expect better from the official TFiOS movie tumblr.
You can also buy a poster version of this here
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Oh Yeah! Giffin’ old VB Videos!
i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m that friend that doesn’t get invited to hang out alot. i’m that friend that if i want to go to the mall or some place with a friend i have to be the one to invite people to make sure i get included. i’ll always be that friend.
there’s always that one person where you’re like “i literally hate every opinion that comes out of your mouth”
all of you masturbate
Is that a statement or an order
"Made ya look!"
I have never hit ‘reblog’ so fast in my life.
Got me everytime!]
So I got bored and made it transparent
If you don’t have room for Genie on your blog, I can’t love nor follow you
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If you are someone that thinks it’s okay for one sex to do something but then go and completely shun the other for it please stop and reevaluate your life.