17 6 / 2013
DIDN’T GET YOUR PARTNER A VALENTINE?
UNDERSTANDABLE, BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO BUSY BEING A SEXY BASTARD AND SAVING THE WORLD OR SOME SHIT.
NOW RINSE THE BLOOD OFF YOUR HANDS AND GRAB SOME SHIT FROM THE STORE, BECAUSE EVERY ASSHOLE DESERVES SOME ROMANTIC CRAP ONCE IN A WHILE.
AFTER YOU RESTOCK YOUR SILVER BULLETS, SALT AND STITCH TOGETHER YOUR OWN WOUNDS LIKE A BADASS MOTHERFUCKER, BUY SOME RASPBERRIES AND THREE TYPES OF CHOCOLATE CHIPS.
WHY THREE?
VARIETY, ASSHOLE! IT MAKES YOU LOOK CLASSY, LIKE YOU ACTUALLY TRIED, INSTEAD OF WHIPPING TOGETHER SOME BULLSHIT AT THE LAST MINUTE LIKE A FORGETFUL BITCH.
SO GET YOUR MILK CHOCOLATE, WHITE CHOCOLATE AND DARK CHOCOLATE CHIPS. TRAVEL INTO THE WILDS AND COLLECT ONLY THE PUREST AND MOST SUCCULENT RASPBERRIES FOR THE PERSON OF YOUR AFFECTIONS.
OR MAYBE YOU’RE MAKING THIS TREAT FOR YOURSELF, I DON’T FUCKING KNOW. SHUT THE HELL UP.
NOW DELICATELY PICK UP A RASPBERRY, ‘CAUSE THOSE ASSHOLES ARE EASY TO DAMAGE. REMEMBER THAT TIME YOU PUT TOGETHER AN ARC REACTOR IN A CAVE AND BE A GENTLE BASTARD AS YOU PUSH THE CHOCOLATE CHIPS INSIDE EACH RASPBERRY.
NOW PUT THE BOWL OF PERFECTION AND SHIT INTO THE FRIDGE OR FREEZER, DEPENDING ON HOW HARDCORE YOU ARE.
DON’T FORGET TO PRESENT THESE DELICIOUS LITTLE BASTARDS IN YOUR HAND-MADE SILVER CHALICE, BECAUSE YOU’RE A CLASSY ASSHOLE LIKE THAT.
(via notyoursterotypicalnerd)
17 6 / 2013
Watching The Bachelorette makes me increasingly anxious and paranoid about my relationship with my boyfriend and dats not fun. ‘Are we truly connecting?’ ‘Will I have to send him home at the end of the week?’ ‘????’
I feel like everything is going smoothly for now, but ugwah. I’m such a worry-wort. (I could use some anon advice pretty plz)
17 6 / 2013
It’s crazy to see so many acquaintances/family friends at the grocery store, it’s almost as if we all live in the same part of town whoa
17 6 / 2013
Geez what kinda person would say such a thing
My life. In a comic.
The point of this comic is: The most depressed people tend to be the most supportive.
^ exactly that last comment
(via elephantastic0)
17 6 / 2013
imagine spock putting on a sweater and getting the tips of his ears caught in the knitting
too cute to pass up i’m sorry
(via elephantastic0)
17 6 / 2013
17 6 / 2013
Just because you believe you can’t fall in love in two months, doesn’t mean it isn’t love. Who are you to judge what love is? There isn’t a time limit of when you’re allowed to love someone. It’s different for everyone.
^^^^
17 6 / 2013
It’s so fucking unfair how much work goes into a good orchestra and how little the majority cares for such an art.
(via rainbowsandunicornss)
17 6 / 2013
It is next to impossible not to judge someone as soon as u see them. Just like when you see a word on a piece of paper, your mind is already trying to read it. -Anon
Unless you’re blind
(via rainbowsandunicornss)
17 6 / 2013
i swear 98.234623762% of all tumblr posts end with:
- leave
- get out
- no
- i hope metatron finds you and fucks you into your lungs
- HOW DARE YOU
- the corner is over there
also “you fucking didn’t”
17 6 / 2013
(◡‿◡✿)
(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”
(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”
✿＼(｡-_-｡) “Kick his ass, baby. I got yo flower.”
i found it
the original post
i found it
(Source: cutekulele, via independentlyawkward)
