☆ American Horror Story Meme ☆
{3/3} Sad Moments
KIROKAZE
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

if i look back, i am lost
ojovivo
AnasAbdin

Andulka

tannertan36
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One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)

Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor

shark vs the universe
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
todays bird
almost home
occasionally subtle
seen from Russia

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☆ American Horror Story Meme ☆
{3/3} Sad Moments
"Go fuck yourself." Uh oh, someone's unhappy.
;; i hardly have a muse anymore because new tates appear everyday and i'm shit compared to them lol
what the friggity friggity fuck did i just watch?
Plot Twist
WTF SARAH????
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKING FUCK
I saw it coming before it happened. Haha!
;; i owe replies and starters but i'm very tired so im just going to be on kik and skype tonight
Friendly reminders about roleplaying with me;;
♥ I have skype and will gladly share it if asked for it. ♥ I love plotting and it is always much appreciated. ♥ I love asks of all kinds! Want to know something ooc? Send it in! Want to ask my muse questions that relate overall to fandom? Send it in! Want to ask my muse questions that pertain to a certain verse? Send it in! ♥ Short paras via ask are love. ♥ Random starters are SUPER love. ♥ Most of all : never be afraid to approach me because I’m the biggest dork and as intimidating as a happy feet dancing penguin.
Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:
[text] I need you so bad right now
[text] They know.
[text] I know everything.
[text] OH FUCK OH FUCK
[text] ARE YOU TRYING TO SEXT ME?
[text] Make sure you’re alone- I don’t want anyone else seeing what I’m about to sent you.
[text] I accidentally sent it to the wrong person, help?!
[text] We need to talk
[text] I don’t want to talk about it
[text] The bed is definitely broken beyond repair…
[text] Delete my number
[text] Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night
[text] Come over in the next 5 minutes, or not at all
[text] Stop ignoring me and pick up your phone
[text] I th unk drink? Help me can home?!!!!! :xx)
[text] You free tomorrow?
[text] You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine
[text] I don’t think you understand just how big his dick is!!!
[text] Thanks to you, the new neighbours now know my name xxx
[text] If I said that I was wearing nothing but an apron and was armed with strawberries and whipped cream, how quickly would you come into the kitchen?
[text] What’s the dress code?
[text] Black, red w/ lace or sheer white????
[text] I know you said not to clean your room, but it was filthy- also for future reference, hide that in your sock draw and not under your pillow next him.
[text] YOU SAID THE BITES WEREN’T EVEN THAT VISIBLE?!?! MY BOSS HAS JUST GIVEN ME A SCARF TO COVER UP MY NECK FOR BEING “INAPPROPRIATE”
[text] I hear a celebration is in order?!
"So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
“Obviously right as they’re getting right of the car for kindergarten. Then they can dwell on the reasons that smothering the baby would be wrong.”
Billie nodded, putting a dramatic hand over her mouth and nodded. “Yes, Tate Langdon, I will marry you.” She told him, taking one of his hands to pull him off the floor. “But we’re waiting until after the baby is born, I’m not having those trailer trashy pregnant wedding pictures like my sister, okay?”
"...I dunno...those pictures were pretty hot." And before his words could register and she could give him a playful hit, he pressed a kiss to her lips. "I'm joking, by the way," he said after pulling away. "Your sister's like twelve."
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thats only tuesday thursday and friday nights u shit
and mondays and wednesdays and satuardays and sundays
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isnt it past your night night time
werent u supposed to sleep at like 7 lmfao burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrn
thecraigslistmedium replied to your post:;; lmao im 11
Im gonna beat you
i have 5th grade omorrow tho
;; lmao im 11
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Jamie tho
jamie is a brilliant man
;; i h ope faxeman shippers are g lad they got their fucikgn ship
"So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
“Obviously right as they’re getting right of the car for kindergarten. Then they can dwell on the reasons that smothering the baby would be wrong.”
Billie smiled huge, wrapping her arms around Tate she stood on her toes to give him a kiss. “If you’re asking me to marry you, get on your knees.” She demanded with a giggle. “Come on, propose to me right.”
"Always the perfectionist." Tate shook his head before glancing at the floor. "I feel like we haven't swept in awhile so good luck cleaning these black pants." Tate slowly slid to one knee and looked up at Billie. "Billie Dean Howard, will you marry me maybe? Just a little?"
"So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
“Obviously right as they’re getting right of the car for kindergarten. Then they can dwell on the reasons that smothering the baby would be wrong.”
Billie gave Tate a confused look as she crossed her arms, pretty sure she knew what her boyfriend was getting at. “Oh?” She raised an eyebrow. “Does this mean I get to be your not crappy girlfriend because you better think I’m not crappy or Carrie and the baby and I are leaving and you can be stuck with glue eater.” She threatened.
"No. And that was once and I did try some too!" Tate shrugged before biting the inside of his cheek nervously. "I just meant...you don't have to be my crappy girlfriend you could always be my crappy wife and I could be your crappy husband with our perfect kids that balance out our crappiness."
"So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
“Obviously right as they’re getting right of the car for kindergarten. Then they can dwell on the reasons that smothering the baby would be wrong.”
"We can’t move to Greece, I’m finally President of my Book Club.” Billie said seriously, kissing Tate on the cheek. “I’m not killing her, I don’t want her to haunt me and tell me what a crappy girlfriend I am all the time.”
"Well -- We can fix one of those problems." He nervously put his hands on his hips and shifted his weight foot to foot. "I mean -- You don't have to be a crappy girlfriend.."