FUCK nintendo (opens my wallet) i CANNOT believe they’re selling this shit (pulls out $150) an entirely new fucking console that’s exactly like the old one (gives money to cashier) all it is is a new fucking button the 3ds doesnt have (goes home with my new 3ds ll) this is fucking bullshit god damn it (buys and plays all the games that come out for it) fuck nintendo

university applications is literally stressing me out.. like i am aiming for the top universities. and i am spending days to produce the best personal statement. but i am worried at the same time if my grades might not be high enough for them, if i will get taken for an interview, what would it be like, how do i prepare, will i get the grades they require when they send me an offer. i’m already worrying about the future and it is only the beginning

is there a word for when you are emotionally and physically attracted to someone and you want to kiss and cuddle and stuff and you think that they’re really hot and great

but you don’t want to do the do necessarily, like you would but you don’t feel like its that important and you’d be just as fine and satisfied to not?

1. His breath grows loud and quick, like there’s not enough air in the world for lungs; like he wants to inhale my body and everything that I am, maybe swallow me into his dreams.

2. He becomes heavy, and he’s not ashamed of it. His arms are like sandbags draped over and around my waist. His skull sinks to the pillow. He’s heavy in his sleep, and he’s not ashamed.

3. He sniffles. He periodically scratches his nose. He snorts. It’s like his subconscious is laughing at me. Like he knows I’m watching him and he’s teasing me. He thinks my infatuation with him is funny. I think it’s funny too. Funny how I can’t get over him.

4. He is beautiful

5. He is quiet, apart from his gentle snoring, which is almost nice to listen to. He is peaceful. All his pessimism is gone. Every sad thing about his world has stopped existing. I have never seen him like this before. He is unconcerned. He is nonjudgmental.

6. He comes and goes so quickly. Abruptly, his snores stop, his eyes are open, he’s asking me what I’m doing, why I’m awake, he sees I’m writing. He doesn’t stick around to hear me answer.

7. I kiss his face, and he accepts it.

8. He is soft and pale. His skin is all the blanket that I need. I want to be enveloped in it. I want his body to ripple over me. I want to go swimming in the layers of his back and taste every pore of his chest. Every inch of him is asleep. Every inch is mine for the taking.

9. In the morning, he will get up and leave; I will sleep for hours. But for now, he slumbers, and I watch.

—  9 thoughts on him in his sleep by G

Seeing people hate on Lindsay in the comments on YouTube just makes me angry and dissapointed
She literally one of the funniest and coolest people in that office like y’all need to respect her more and sit down for a bit with your hateful comments n think about what you’re saying before you post it