When you say something unapologetically and poetically gay:
starbucks barista: ive got a caffe mocha for… “russian spy”?
everybody: [remains seated and eyes each other suspiciously]
barista [throwing his CIA badge at the floor in defeat]: dammit i thought for sure that would work
Memes that are funny in 2018 and 1958
(to the tune of The Final Countdown) it’s a mental breakdown
*off-key kazoo*
After vine died we are reduced to text form vines
Turn ons:
- Seeing someone bite their lower lip
- Having someone bite my lower lip
- Being pinned against a wall
- Back scratches
- Hickeys
- Neck kissing
- Neck biting
- Putting my hand where you want to be touched
- Heavy breathing
- Moaning
- Seeing your reaction
- Secretly teasing one another in puplic
- Booty
- Boobs
-It will heal and so will you.
-m.t.t.
(via mysilentconfessionstoyou)
HOW TO MANAGE TO LOOK SMOLDERING UNDER SUBMISSION.
- DEAN WINCHESTER.
she’s out there making owl noises

this is my sleep deprived brain talking but-
you know how Isak and Even are together in every universe except for the one in which they don’t actually exist at all? what if this – our universe – is that universe? what if Isak is SO right about them always ending up together that even in the ONE universe in which they don’t exist, they were still born in someone’s mind and ended up existing in a fictional world within it?
I think my biggest problem is that I love being alone but I hate being lonely
i love how everyone has their own individual style of keyboard smashing,, like for some ppl its a coarse sound like “kdajdfkljak” and for others its more of a breathy and exasperated “psmhfhdhffm” and for others its mostly vowels like “owueiroroeu”
anyways im rly curious, so reblog and tag what kind of keyboard smash u do !
Not gonna lie, one of my favorite parts about writing urban fantasy is determining how and where the fantasy meshes in with reality.
Like, I’m not saying Freddie Mercury WAS a siren, but have you ever heard anyone NOT sing along to Bohemian Rhapsody?
I rest my case.
It is a six-minute song with incomprehensible lyrics that seem to have something to do with murder and demons, with five sections that are completely different stylistically but no chorus.
It was number one on the the UK singles charts twice, 15 years apart, and is by many measures one of the most popular, or the most popular, single of all time.
Yeah, there’s magic involved.
And an absurdly broad swathe of people know it. I have no memory of learning it, do you?
This is beautiful and heart breaking
My gay heart
I don’t think straight people even understand we have this fear
This is really sweet guys.



