Okay, so I just fixed it a little.
"Cas, put your goddamned knees down; I can’t see the TV."
"Dean. I have a headache and my back aches and oh yeah, the world is fucking ending."
"Well, it’s not ending before the mid-season break of Dr. Sexy, so move your legs.”
someone right now could be thinking dirty thoughts about you
I encourage those who are to share them with me.
If you think dirty thoughts about me I’ll get offended if you don’t share them with me
-wtf let me see my fans
-omfg r u ok
-wait a minutes im writing a lyric ok
-*surprised award show face*
-dirty with some balls in the air
When there’s a certain song that you want to hear and it plays next on shuffle.
i knew that the media was unreliable but i never imagined it would be this bad
things i’ve learned from tumblr:
1. men are perverts
2. women are perverts
3. cats are perverts
Taylor Swift gets angry and pushes her security guard
u don’t wanna fight me
in my extra small white tee
"Because I’m YOUR BOSS, ASS BITCH BITCH BITCH BITCH"
trying to comfort someone like
mY FRIEND CHARLES JU ST POSTJED THIS HE PUT LIGHTS ON H IS FUCKIGN PALM TREE AND he diDNT REALIZE IT WOULD LOok LIKE A COCK JIZZING IM CRYING??? ???? ????////// / / / /
Wake me up when Catching Fire is out on dvd
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’
I wonder why I cannot be both.
He kisses me
My college theater professor once told me
that despite my talent,
I would never be cast as a romantic lead.
We do plays that involve singing animals
and children with the ability to fly,
but apparently no one
has enough willing suspension of disbelief
to go with anyone loving a fat girl.
I daydream regularly
about fucking my boyfriend vigorously on his front lawn.
On the mornings I do not feel pretty,
while he is still asleep,
I sit on the floor and check the pockets of his skinny jeans for motive,
for a punchline,
for other girls’ phone numbers.
When we hold hands in public,
I wonder if he notices the looks —
like he is handling a parade balloon on a crowded sidewalk;
if he notices that my hands are now made of rope.
Dear Cosmo: Fuck you.
I will not take sex tips from you
on how to please a man you think I do not deserve.
He tells me he loves me with the lights on.
I can cup his hip bone in my hand,
feel his ribs without pressing very hard at all.
He does not believe me when I tell him he is beautiful.
Sometimes I fear the day he does will be the day he leaves.
The cute hipster girl at the coffee shop
assumes we are just friends
and flirts over the counter.
I spend the next two weeks
mentally replacing myself with her
in all of our photographs.
When I admit this to him
we spend the evening taking new photos together.
He will not let me delete a single one of them.
The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty.
I am not a fucking novelty.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says, ‘No. You are so much more’,
and kisses me
Rachel Wiley (via dickdickdickdickdickdickdickdick)
This is beautiful
when you love a fandom but you don’t really feel like you’re fully apart of it
do u realize that the elevator scene is probably the first time Peeta has seen boobs irl
i like how he looks at katniss like omg do u have those