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Heavy Breathing Cat

Tired of eating your meals alone? Let heavy breathing cat keep you company as he drools over your mouth watering meal. This small 3D printed bust of your favorite internet meme will get loads of laugh at the office and makes the ideal desktop companion.

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I’m trying not to let it show, that i don’t want to let this go. [….] I’m sorry but I fell in love tonight. I didn’t mean to fall in love tonight. Could we pretend that we’re in love?  

calum would be such a protective boyfriend like he would be very private with you in the sense of like going out and stuff he’d want to be alone and have his hand in yours the whole time and would ask fans not to crowd around you and he’d have at least one security with you at all times and he’d constantly ask if you’re alright and he’d probably beg you to keep your insta private so you wouldn’t see any bad/rude comments and he’d constantly be dragging people on twitter with sassy tweets whenever they try it and interviewers would ask him about it and he and the boys would more than likely crack a joke but then he’d get more serious still smiling all crinkly eyed about the joke answer and be like ‘i know this life isn’t really easy and i dont want to scare her off you know? i just really love her’ and the boys would all groan about how lame his answer was while his cheeks go pink and he gets all embarrassed/bashful aND DO YOU HEAR MY TEARS

It’s the morning of Saturday, July 4th, 2015. My family sits in the family room. My mother has the dog sleeping on her lap while she scrolls through facebook on her phone. My dad and brother watch tv, my brother shoveling spoonfuls of chocolate cereal into his mouth, a glazed look in his eye. Suddenly, they all jump at the sound of music playing so loud the walls are reverberating. 

You and I were, you and I were fire

“Is that–?” my mother asks my father, eyes wide in terror.

You and I were, you and I were fire

“It is,” my brother answers.

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fire

“Fall Out Boy.”

IT WAS THE FOURTH OF JULY

I burst through the ceiling wearing a suit made of fireworks that are flying in every direction. Firecrackers are exploding everywhere. The smoke detector is going off. The couch is on fire. My mother is crying. Why did I think this was a good idea

Are you ready for today?

As ready as I’ll ever be–! Do you think everyone will come?

I don’t see why they wouldn’t; I must say I’ve become quite the exceptional host. That being said…should we start preparing for guests, Poppet?

Mmmm just a few more minutes.