"what are you drinking?"
you know what would go really well with that?
of course a spn gif would pop up
Okay if you’re not concerned about this you need to read up on some history
This cannot happen again
I really hope it isn’t true, but I found a New York Times article on it, too: http://www.nytimes.com/2014/04/18/world/europe/efforts-to-register-jews-in-ukraine-are-denounced-and-denied.html?hpw&rref=world&_r=0 :
Holy shit, dudes.
We had taco for dinner yesterday, and sis and I both ate some leftovers earlier today
Now we’re at aunt’s and uncle’s on dad’s side, and guess what we’re having for dinner?
And I REALLY LOVE TACO (MEANING THE KIND WE EAT HERE IN NORWAY) AND I AM SO NO COMPLAINING ABOUT THIS
I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.
I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.
LUCY I FOUND IT
But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.
I’m not crying or anything
I am omg
bc why be productive when u can take silly selfies
I’ve scrolled by this about four times now and I’ve known what’s coming for three times now.
And I still totally lost it every time.
Oh my god, Tony’s fucking face got me.
oh god it’s back
THIS FREAKIM WIG
Fucking hell im glad we’re going away this weekend so I can get away from mom
HOW THE FUCK DID SHE MANAGE TO USE THE TURQUISE TOWEL HANGING FROM MY HOOK AND THEN TO BELIEVE SHE USED THE DARK BLUE ONE
AND NOW I HAVE TO WASH IT BEFORE WE LEAVE IN FOUR HOURS AND I THINK IT’LL BE DONE *JUST* IN TIME
I FUCKING CANT BELIEVE IT
AND THEN SHE STARTS LAUGHING
Half past eleven, I’m still in bed, dad’s coming to pick us up around four, and I haven’t begun packing for the weekend yet