theonewhosawitall:

lokithesnarkworld:

staff:

andrew-satan-hussie:

Man I feel really bad for the Tumblr Staff because I bet they aimed for Tumblr to be a cool, suavé, photographic place for artists but in reality it’s made up of hormonal teenagers who obsess over gay fictional characters, and can’t even handle the reblog button turning green to teal

IT IS MINT GREEN

image

I’VE REBLOGGED THIS TWICE BEFORE REALISING THAT THE STAFF SAID THAT!

The staff didn’t say it. If you click the staff link it goes to some other blog…. The staff doesn’t comment on this shit….

aquaticwonder:

Are you a piece of art because I’d like to nail you up against a wall

So today is my anniversary.

One year ago today, I was at Cedarville, anticipating the arrival of Matt. He was coming down from Toledo to see me. When I saw him, my heart just knew. He gave me a hug and picked me up and I just knew he was it. I walked around campus with him. Then we walked to the park and played on the playground. We eventually ended up walking back to campus and leaving and going to Chipotle and Walmart. It was in walmart that we almost kissed. We kept tickling each other and at one point we just stopped and looked at each other and we both wanted to, but Matt didn’t want our first kiss to be inside a walmart. 

Then on our way back to campus we stopped at the Indian Mounds and went on a walk. It was there that he asked me to be his girlfriend and it was there that we shared our first kiss. We went to the waterfalls and we talked about him and his friends and how he’ll probably corrupt me a little bit. 

We walked back to his car and then went to campus for a bit. I introduced him to a couple friends and we sat in the SSC and talked with everyone for a little bit. 

Then when it started to get dark, we left and drove around, trying to find a spot to stargaze. And yeah, not much stargazing happened. Lol. 

It was just such a wonderful night. He kept looking at me and telling me 
I’m beautiful and stuff and I just was not used to anyone complimenting me so much. It was great. I knew he loved me that first night. He didn’t know it. But I knew it. And I knew from that first night on that this was something to hold on to. Just  the look in his eyes. I knew. 

And now it’s been a year since that night and we’re engaged and our relationship has done nothing but grow over the last year. 

I love you, Matthew. See you June 13. 

XoXo.

Your future Savannah Lynn Rybarczyk. 

thegirl0nfire:

This is cute. Personally I’d change some of the points myself but I like this.

thegirl0nfire:

This is cute. Personally I’d change some of the points myself but I like this.

gingerten:

gingerten:

This brick looks like it’s contemplating where its life went wrong…

I drive past this thing every day on my way to work and today I just whispered “you’re internet famous now, little buddy” while I was waiting at the light

gingerten:

gingerten:

This brick looks like it’s contemplating where its life went wrong…

I drive past this thing every day on my way to work and today I just whispered “you’re internet famous now, little buddy” while I was waiting at the light

A message from Anonymous
How long do you think you should be with someone before considering marriage? Is 6 months too short?

marine-wife-life:

Okay I’m kind of glad you asked me this. I always see people asking “is it too soon to get married?” or others saying “oh they’re getting married after a year and I’ve been with my s/o for 5 years” or whatever. Just this whole time debacle. Well listen, I was with a guy for 3 years before I met my husband. The longest relationship I’ve had. And guess what? It was absolute shit. It was a horrible relationship, and I never realized until I started dating my husband shortly after the break-up. I thought I loved that guy because we were together for so long, but feeling the way I do about my husband, I know now that I never even knew what real love was with that guy. 

What I’m trying to say is, you can be with someone for a long time, and never be truly love. I felt more love for my husband after 4 months then I ever did with that guy. I married my husband after dating for 2 years, and it’s the best decision I’ve ever made. Length doesn’t define you’re relationship, or the amount of love you feel for someone. Of course, love grows over time, but you can being to love someone after a short amount of time. And no relationship is superior then another because they’ve been together longer. Love doesn’t work that way. 

So if you want to think about marriage, go ahead! No one’s opionion matters, not mine, not your best friends, not your parents. The only opinions that matter in the situation belong to you and the person you are marrying. 

thegirl0nfire:

Oh yeah I took this earlier too. Sithis wants Elijah’s soul.

thegirl0nfire:

Oh yeah I took this earlier too. Sithis wants Elijah’s soul.

Happy Easter (:

Happy Easter (:

"I need you to be clingy because I’m paranoid and I begin to think you don’t like me if you’re not."
My fucked up brain (via emotionalfarts)

You know it’s a good night when you’re still drunk the next morning lol

37zx57:

youthfolly:

envycamacho:

what is this from

wowowowowoowwow

yum

"Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you."
Worth more and harder to get your hands on (via lepetitchatblanc)

ambientheif:

jackthemother:

So this happened on facebook today….

BOOM

"

It’s Monday,
and your hair is messy.
You haphazardly put on your jeans and shirt
as you moan about the day of the week -
and I love you.

It’s Tuesday,
and you’re stumbling your way around the room,
trying to sort out the things you have to do.
You stop to briefly kiss the freckles on my nose,
asking me about my day -
and I love you.

It’s Wednesday,
and you’re quietly sprawled on the couch.
You pat the spot next to you and pepper kisses on my hair
because it’s my least favorite day of the week (and you know it) -
and I love you.

It’s Thursday,
and you’re wondering what the weekend will bring,
but you’re still moaning about how
the week is going by too slow for your tastes -
and I love you.

It’s Friday,
and I’m surrounded by DVDs and snacks
you’ve prepared when I was gone.
You welcome me with blankets and warmth from your arms -
and I love you.

It’s Saturday,
and you’re feeling lazy.
You won’t let me leave your arms
(or is it the other way around?)
So you tuck me under your chin as we both wonder
how much time we have left
before sleep makes us miss each other’s faces -
and I love you.

It’s Sunday,
and there’s nothing much to say but
I love you.

"

Loving you (NJ.)

this makes me happy and sad at the same time.

(via heylookitstimmy)