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Dean Ambrose and Reee Young confession

Some Dean Ambrose fans really need to shut the hell up and leave his personal life alone. Whether or not he’s dating Renee is none of their damn business and they need to stop making themselves look like idiots with all the hate they send her. He’s fucking 29, he doesn’t need permission to date someone.”

Runner took his phone out of the pocket of his shabby jeans in a swift and decisive movement. He’d been wanting to call Rose for a little while already, and now finally decided he should stop being such a twat and just call her. He waited for her to pick up, lighting a cigarette and inhaling the smoke deeply. “Hey, Rose?” he said, smiling to himself, “It’s Runner.”

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I’M SORRY IF I DISAPPOINTED YOU lol

just wanted to prove that ‘pretty’ girls can be very ugly too so don’t feel bad about yourself! 

*alright i didn’t want to prove anything i was bored and i love making ugly faces because mine are so fricking ugly and funny ok lol

I am enjoying myself very much, thank you 

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holy fucking shit kotetsu

Dafuq did I just read? This is MY blog. Who am I supposed to talk about?
I can’t believe you’d take the time to write such a silly *ehem pathetic* message to someone. God have mercy on your soul. 

@Ree

(Gonna call you Ree)

YESSSS. BECAUSE SHE LOOKS DAMN GOOD. AND HE KNOWS ITS JUST A GIG.

AND WE THOUGHT UGH OKAY.

SHE TAKES SOME PICTURES WITH STAR. AND THEY LOOK CHEAP AND GAWDY AND NOT WHAT SOUL WANTS.

SO AFTER STAR LEAVES.

SOUL GOES IN AND ITS JUST HIS BACK IN THE PICTURE, BUT MAKA LOOKS LIKE A GODDESS AND ITS HOT BUT ITS SENSUAL AND ITS ON SIX DIFFERENT BILLBOARDS AND UGHHHJJ

YEASSS

LOVE IS LOVE

Katherine Ann Smith. Where do I start… OMG okay so I love that you have a generic last name even though you are as one of a kind as they come. You are a crystal (not diamond) in this world of ours. I love that you were brad high today and that I was lucky enough to be a part of that. I love that you say #always when I make a statement to verify that you love me as deep and as soul level as I love you. I love that you have a good memory and that you remember the happy flashbacks with all the people closest to you. I am so blessed to be a part of some of those flashbacks now. I love you laugh. I love when you sing. I love that you not only have a fab vocabulary but that you focus on making poetic and beautiful too, because it is. I love that my heart and my head and my soul all match up and feel real and right when I’m with you. I love that you got tumblr because I talk about it so much. I love that you think love is love and I love what that means to you. I love hearing your voice. I love ever part of you (even your feet) I love that we love Toni. I love that we talk and hang out and everything about us being together. I love that I am sending you this paragraph and that you won’t even respond because you hate long msgs but that’s okay because I know you loved it! I love that I’m ranting and I know you will actually read this… I love that you know how much you mean to me. I love that you can feel others emotions even though it breaks my heart to see you hurting for other people. I love that you stood up for Rachel today. I love that you showed emotion. I love that you tell me the things you have never told anyone else, and that you trust me with those details. I love that when I’m with you I feel like I literally for real girl doe don’t ever need a single other person in the world because I’m so unbelievable ecstatic to have just you there. I love that life as a whole feels right with you. I love that you think I touched your butt today when I SWEAR I didn’t unless it was subconsciously me because I was stoned. I love that you are this beautiful astondishing, (astonishing & astounding) (not to mention perfectful ((perfect & beautiful)) ) girl who developed from all these broken puzzle pieces of life (I hope that conveyed as poetic because I so am not poetic in the slightest. But I mean like your family being broken and whatnot) I love that you love me. I love that I have not sent a msg this loving or long since I was with Lucas. I love that you make me feel like life is worth living again. I love that I forget the meaning of depression when I’m with you. I love that I need to type all of this to you because I don’t feel like I say any of it enough, and that I can literally feel you will appreciate it so much, and know that I mean it. I love that you didn’t do Molly tonight. And I love that you let me. I love that you show me things about the world (cars and trucks, stupid smart) I love that I can say something out loud that makes no sense, but you will listen AND know what I’m talking about because you know the real me. I love that I love love when I’m with you. I love your face, ESPECIALLY when it’s bare and makeup less because then all I can see is you’re perfect eyes. I love that you probably think I’m a lesbian and just let it be even though I am not because I can’t give up dat dick doe. I love that I have so much more to say but you probably know it all already so I will stop. end rant … (For now)

I LOVE YOU KATHERINE ANN SMITH #girlpleasestay

My beautiful day;

Right, so my experience actually began on Saturday morning, when i was devastated to discover that if i bought a Supre ‘lil rocker’ shirt i could go into the draw to win a day with Reece, and i wouldn’t have time to go get one because i had work 9.30-5. 

I was then pleased to get off work at 12pm, so a trecked it down to Joondalup, to get my reece shirt! THEY DIDN’T SELL IT; BUMMER.

So i went all the way into the city, bought my shirt and a new outfit to wear the next day to meet him. As a sat counting my coins, i lost my phone. 

So, even if i won the competition it wouldn’t matter because they couldn’t contact me.

But i didn’t let that get me down, i was meeting my baby in the morning!

Then, i was up at 7 and got a lift to the Westfield Carousel, and on the way we drove past an injurred bird. So we pulled over and made a detour to the 24 hour vet and saved the poor birdie. 

After about an hour and a half of driving, and getting lost, we finally made it to the Carousel! i went straight into the mass of 12 year olds waiting for him to come on stage, and i waited for an hour. In that hour i found my friend Steph, and met her best friend Kaitlyn, and they pulled me closer to the front and then started a fight with some 40 year old woman. It was funny.

When Reece finally came on stage, i was near in tears and his eyes were just gorgeous. Wow, he’s beautiful.

So after he’d performed we went and lined up, pushing in with some other friends (sorry everyone who was behind us ;c) and drank boost juice while we waited for about an hour! When we finally made it to the signing table my Sanity bag was in tatters from me being so nervous. He gave me the biggest smile, and i couldn’t even hold it in. I squealed and said Hi while he signed my album, and he thanked me for coming and said “Bye Gorgeous” and after that i met up with some other friends and squealed. So we sat and watched him for awhile and just rolled around in his beauty. 

THEN my friend Hannah couldn’t afford the album but she really wanted to meet him! So we went to Sanity and stole the album art from one of his CDs…And put it in my CD case and lined up all over again! So i met him twice, and both times he gave me a big smile and wow.  

After all that, he left and we ran around half the shopping centre looking for him. We saw him driving, and we were the last people he waved goodbye too.

It was an amazing day.<3

(x)