They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
I can read the filthiest smut with the straightest fucking face you’ve ever seen in your life.
Imagine Hannibal sending one puppy every day to Will's doorstep, and signing them as "Your Secret Admirer".
i need a cuddle buddy, must be ok with listening to my music and spending 13 hours in bed together
We have fifteen seconds before the door open.
Chris Evans attends the ‘Before We Go’ premiere at the Toronto International Film Festival at Princess of Wales Theatre on September 12, 2014 in Toronto, Canada.
Happy Potter, the boy who laughed
Happy Potter and the Smiling Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Smiles
Happy Potter and the Comedian of Azkaban
Happy Potter and the Goblet of Giggles
Happy Potter and the Order of Puppies
Happy Potter and the Happy Bubbly Prince
Harry Potter and the Lively Hallows.
Join Happy Potter,
Hermione Giggler, and
in a hilarious adventure to make the Dark Lord laugh.
Lord Loldemort is depressed and angry because he isn’t like Happy Potter or Albust Out Laughing Dumbledore. He is joined by a band of equally depressed Laugh Eaters, like Belowtricks LeStrange, and Losinit Malfoy.
Happy must go through many jokes and playful riddles, facing Severe Huss Snape, finding Loldemort’s mysterious Whorecruxes… Which are the only thing that can make him laugh.
Happy is joined by his ragtag team of ex-clowns, Siriusly Black, Remus Laughing, Tinks, The Wheezings, Mad-Eye Not-Moody, Kingsley Cacklebolt, and many others. Together they can save the Wizarding world from sure peril.
narrowing down my “type” of guy is really hard because one second i’ll see a guy that’s clean shaven in a button down with the sleeves rolled and be like WHOA and the next i’ll see a guy with a full sleeve beanie and scruff and be like WHOA
damn right whoa
Why? Cos you know why! Tell me. You know. Go on, Dad, come on, harder. Go. Cos I was worried sick! You just go out, don’t tell anyone where you’re going, no contact for days. Jem thinks she knows where you might be and she tells me, so I put on me jacket, I grab a torch and go up into the woods and I get there, get to the cave. And there you are. You’re sitting down, you’re leaning on a rock. And I think, “Thank God, he’s OK, he’s OK.” But I get close. I see the Swiss army knife I’d got you for your birthday and it’s.. You’re covered in blood. So much blood. I take you in my arms and I run with you in my arms. I run and run and run, but it’s I can’t because you’re… I can’t, son.
Any Christian who isn’t a complete nonce employs this attitude and it’s great.
"to go go the bathroom"