i thought the chicken was lovely

Katie • lesbian • 28 • madridista 😔 • the fact that this isn’t even a football blog but now it’s a football blog

[oliviergir0udfc]

this diva knew

[internet-sentences]

[phoenix-carstairs]

Telling us not to wear a hijab is oppression you fucking fools let us wear whatever we want

[zombooyah]

Jaws (1975) dir. Steven Spielberg

[nascar]

Rule number one of liking sports is being hypocritical and Evil

[scissorsaint]

Yaaaawn! Call me when they're covered in blood and having gay sex

[capacity2]

They’re on Reddit saying texting “hi” is low iq and gives people the ick and that’s why they got ghosted. They don’t let u say hi no more….. we’re in a loneliness epidemic bc everybody is a weirdo about every little thing im cracking up

[la-vie-en-lys]

If you say "hi" and that's it you sound like you don't give a shit. Why would I want to talk to someone who won't even introduce themselves properly? Make an effort or suffer your loneliness epidemic.

[capacity2]

You people are crazy . You’re just crazy. This isn’t a normal world anymore

[auttumnleafs]

It's poor netiquette. If someone sent you a letter in the mailbox that just said "hi" would that not drive you insane?

[capacity2]

I would send hello ^.^ back ….. and feel warm inside

[philcollinsenjoyer]

about 90% of fanfiction takes place in a utopia where men are thoughtful and unsure of their place in the world

[mycatismyfriend]

@skulandcrossbones this might be the greatest tag on a reblog I’ve ever seen.

[desinteresse]

Literally cannot stop thinking about this comment

[achillesinhighheels]

[iiwaken]

𖧷 mr caterpillar 𖧷

[mccleans]

posts get to a certain amount of notes on here and people will rb just for the sake of it with no context. case in point: my for example nothing post has 2k+ notes and half of them are people being like lol this is me at my job! no that's kylian mbappe in his kitchen

[cherubg1rl]

how i see the world around me

[apoemaday]

Ray at 14

by Dorianne Laux

Bless this boy, born with the strong face of my older brother, the one I loved most, who jumped with me from the roof of the playhouse, my hand in his hand. On Friday nights we watched Twilight Zone and he let me hold the bowl of popcorn, a blanket draped over our shoulders, saying, Don’t be afraid. I was never afraid when I was with my big brother who let me touch the baseball-size muscles living in his arms, who carried me on his back through the lonely neighborhood, held tight to the fender of my bike until I made him let go. The year he was fourteen he looked just like Ray, and when he died at twenty-two on a roadside in Germany I thought he was gone forever. But Ray runs into the kitchen: dirty T-shirt, torn jeans, pushes back his sleeve. He says, Feel my muscle, and I do.

[inthedarktrees]

The dog who is so angry he cannot move. He cannot eat. He cannot sleep. He can just barely growl. Bound so tightly with tension and anger, he approaches the state of rigor mortis.

David Lynch, “The Angriest Dog in the World,” LA Weekly, 1983-1992

[emoparamore]

hayley williams, new york city night 3

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

christopher nolan great gatsby where jay sits down by the pool before he’s shot and says “our roaring twenties are collapsing”