thebirdprincess

chignonesque:

thebrightstone:

i really like that this line:

Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting them on the table in the guise of candles?

is literally just grantaire saying ‘yo why are these lights so fucking bright i’m too drunk for this’

  

(via thebrightstone)

Hey, so today was fun.

Hung out with the girlfriend, bought some ice cream, went to a fish and chip place cause I was hungry as fuck, so yeah. Food. Anyway,

We’re sitting eat eating, and i finished off my fish completely, and the girlfriend couldn’t eat the rest of her fish. so i’m like yeah, i’ll eat it, cause i’m a good boyfriend and that what happens. so i have the fish in my hand, and i’m about to finish it off when a MOTHERFUCKING SEAGULL JUST TOTALLY ATTACKED THE HUGE AS FUCK HUNK OF DELICIOUS FISH MEAT RIGHT OUT OF MY MOTHERFUCKING PALM.

and that was my day pretty much, and the story of the asshole gulls and how i now think they’re assholes.

timeskipped

yall-mothafuckas-need-misha:

badassbitchfromhades:

freckledtrekkie:

doctorsherlocklokison:

captainmjolnir:

I’ve never understood the stereotype that women are more likely to faint at blood

I mean seriously

what do you think we do every month

THEY WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT THE WEREWOLF THING

AWH COME ON GUYS THAT WAS A SECRET FOR A REASON

I guess we have to come clean about the cult sacrafices too huh

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Well now we do

melvismd

I promise to love you:

at 6 am when you’re waking
to go to work, to school, or whatever
road life takes you on;
and when you didn’t sleep well,
your hair is a mess
and your eyes are sleepy.

at 8 am when we say goodbye
for the day and you’re rushing
out the door with a cup
of black coffee, after finishing
a morning cigarette
when your lips taste like
caffeine and nicotine.

at 3 pm when you’re exhausted
from the day and people have
worn you out and you feel like
sighing, crying, and falling asleep
and escaping in afternoon dreams.
I will kiss your forehead,
and wrap myself in your arms.

at 10 pm when you’re heading to bed,
even though you won’t sleep for hours
and you’ll flip through all the channels
tired of dismal newscasts and re-runs.
Especially when we become a human knot
wrapped up in sheets and kisses

at 3 am when loneliness and sadness
do not destroy you, but consume you
and when you weep without an explanation
I’ll kiss your lips, softly and
tell you you’re the absolute best.
When we talk about life
and why winter kills the flowers.

I will love you when you grow old,
I will love you even after that
I will love you if I’m no longer here
I will love you
I will love you
and I will love you.

—AKR

I promise to love you forever (for Louis) by Amanda Katherine Ricketson   (via audrotas)