this is my love letter to azlyrics for not being annoying as fuck like other lyric websites
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Friendly reminder that you’re allowed to like a thing without knowing every single fact about the thing
You’re allowed to like a movie without having to know every crew member’s name
You’re allowed to like a book without having to memorize every page
You’re allowed to like a video game without having to know all the Easter eggs and cheat codes
You’re allowed to like things and not be an expert on things
Liking things isn’t supposed to be stressful
(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
- OTPS WITH HEIGHT DIFFERENCES
- The shorter one getting on their tiptoes to kiss the other
- The taller one bending down to kiss them
- The taller one making themselves smaller so they could hug the other person
- The smaller person insisting that they can reach something really high while the taller person sits back and smiles while they stretch to reach the thing
- the taller person giving piggyback rides.
- The shorter person giving piggyback rides
- THE SHORTER ONE’S FACE GOING INTO THE OTHER’S CHEST WHEN THEY HUG
- JUST THINK ABOUT SLOW DANCING
- OTPS WITH HEIGHT DIFFERENCES
(Source: atveitstateofmind, via anacfranco)
If a cat or dog is eating vegan meals, they’re doing it out of their own free will, just saying. Give a dog a piece of Tofu turkey and they eat it, i didn’t force them to eat it, so.
Give a dog anti freeze and they’ll eat it. Feed a dog rat poison and they’ll eat it. Give a dog grapes, nuts, chocolate, beer, etc. They’ll eat it. They don’t know that it’s dangerous for them. As their caretaker you are responsible for knowing better, not them. If you deprive your cats or dogs of meat, especially cats, you are actively killing your companion in the slowest way.
Some of y’all should not have pets. - Mod K
(via lupinatic)
When I was twenty, and very stupid, I was utterly in love with my economics professor. It is one of the most unsexy subjects, but the way this man talked about numbers was obscene. It helped that he was fucking gorgeous, too. There was a boy in econ who always sat next to me and found excuses to talk. He’d share his notes if I daydreamed during class—and I did a lot of daydreaming about that professor. This boy was persistent, so I made a deal with him. If he could ask the professor a question which he answered incorrectly, I’d agree to one date.The boy thought about it for a while, and then he asked, ‘Will she go out with me tonight?’, pointing at me. And the professor said, very decisively, ‘No.’ So the boy, thinking himself clever, asked me where I’d like to have dinner, and I said I’d tell him later. After class, I asked the professor why he’d answered ‘no’ with such certainty. Do you know what he said? He said, ‘Because you’re having dinner with me.’ And that was the night I started dating my econ Professor, and my now boyfriend of 5 years.
IS THIS A FANFICTION?
BECAUSE THIS SOUNDS LIKE A FANFICTION
Omg
(Source: itssexualhour, via yea-lets-do-this-shit)
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OMFG this is brilliant
I HAVE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS FOR LIKE 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT OH MY GODD
(Source: zubbyzub, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
one of my main nicknames courtesy of my family is “emmy” and my uncle was like “what if you marry a guy named anthony whose nickname is tony then you’d be emmy and tony”
and then “what if his last name was award”
and then my cousin put in “if you have a son you could name him oscar”
emmy, tony, and oscar award
oh my god
sell oscar to leonardo dicaprio
Do not sell ur children
(Source: greelin, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
