How can I love a man if he is not Paul McCartney? 😭
Well, fuck...

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How can I love a man if he is not Paul McCartney? 😭
Well, fuck...
I like to think that I keep ruining sweet moments for my boyfriend by being so stunned by the sweet moment happening to me that he just goes "dude how fucked up is your past???"
If you think I haven’t been annoying my husband for the last however many hours by saying “In the name of the father, the son, and the House of Gucci” every few minutes, you have grossly underestimated me.
Yall i cant fucking believe i started crying again
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@asylos @idariddle i’m pissed
How We Spent the Hiatus
Others: making elaborate gifsets, crying about Cas, speculating what this will mean for the characters
Me: idk here is another implausible scenario how Crowley survived bye I'll go bathe in the Nile now
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12. Drunk
How many whisky shots had this been? He must have had at least six at this point, and perhaps the bottle of wine before hand hadn't helped his situation. Staring over the bar he couldn't help but notice a head of blonde hair. After almost three minutes of staring at the ball of hair, he noticed it to be the only student who actually gave a crap about his French lessons. Armin Arlert.
Armin was probably the only student that Levi could honestly say was a pleasure to teach. Being how not-at-all-sober that he was, he decided that this moment, right now while he seemed to be with his friends was the right moment to tell the blonde just how much of a pleasure he really was.Stumbling over, he placed one arm on the bar, not to look smooth and sophisticated, but in fact to hold himself up. "Armiiiiin." He slurred, a slight French accent slipping through his speech. "You know -hic- you're probably, probably the only, only brat that actually gave a shit about French y'know? Je pourrais vous marier." Smiling, he hoped that Armin would notice him, and hopefully give him the time of day for a conversation... that or at least pay for his taxi fare. Levi somehow lost it between whisky shots and bottles of wine.