I don’t know why I keep shouting at them
Because every time you see them happy, you remember how sad they’re going to be. And it breaks your heart. Because what’s the point in them being happy now if they’re going to be sad later? The answer is of course, because they’re going to be sad later.
These are just the right mix of douchy and nerdy I was looking for.
watchet This made me think of you
HOW DO I FUCKING GET ONE OF THESE
I dont normally post/reblog stuff like this, but jeasus christ im dying.
WATCH THE VIDEO OMG HAHAHA
OH MY GOD
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you.