ugh your face i just


Well he must’ve done something right. You turned out pretty good.


All right, I’m gonna go ahead and call pre-boarding for all Zabvronians with elite status. Ah… Oh. No, wait. That’s… that’s only me. Suck it, coach trash.

things a person suffering from acne gets tired of hearing

-you should wash your face more often
-try this product
-don’t pop them
-try eating healthy food
-don’t touch them
-go to a doctor
-i hear this home remedy works
-ugh i have a pimple
-do you wash your face?
-its just puberty
-it will vanish once you grow up
-wow pop it, its huge
-its just acne, some people have it worse
:-) don’t say any of these things to ppl suffering from acne pls :-)

i don’t think you guys understand how satisfying it is to flip/fix the (many) ugly reflections of dt in the minor character like first we have this:

okay well, it’s not as bad as all the other ones, pretty subtle right, but hOLD ON JUST A JIFFEH, bc with two clicks you got this:

i mean praise jesus


The Internship/ Stuart Twombly
I accidentally fell asleep while writing this…sorry 

With a confused look on your face, you walked out of the kitchen with whipped cream in your hands and stared at your boyfriend who was giggling at something on your laptop.
“You good, babe?” You ask as you sit by Stuart but as soon as your eyes land on the screen, in front of him, you freeze. On that screen was 12 year old you in a crooked wig, a dress that the teacher put together in two minutes, the janitors broom in your hands and a small, black, stuffed cat sitting next to you.
“I can’t believe you never told me you starred in a play” He laughed
“Ugh” So said burying your face in your hands “I just want to crawl in a hole and die”
He laughs and you  took another mouthful of Whipped cream as you sat defeated. You really didn’t want anyone to see that.


“What time is it?” You ask as you sit up, rubbing your eyes
“2 am” Stuart answers as he closes the screen that had about fifteen little kids bowing on it.
You lay back down next to him and stare into his caramel orbs.
“I love you, Y/n” He says as he slips your hand into his 
“I love you too, Stuart” You say as you peck his cheek
“You were an adorable child” He says and you hit him with a pillow as you both laugh
“Shut up”

  • sirius: hey remus
  • remus: ya
  • sirius: just wanted to tell you that i really like your face
  • remus: thanks. i guess your face is alright
  • sirius: ugh, just alright. look at me i'm gorgeous
  • remus: lol ya sure
  • james: *walks into room*
  • james: padfoot, i appreciate your gorgeous face
  • sirius: well at least someone thinks so
  • remus: *smirks and rolls eyes"

tbh all i want in life is some candid photos of carmilla and laura being girlfriends

laura laughing at something and carmilla with a tiny smile, maybe pressing a kiss to her hair

carmilla sleeping and laura grinning with a sharpie in her hand

kissing on a bench during the sunset

carmilla reading over laura’s essay with her eyebrows all furrowed and laura just staring at her thinking “too cute”

laura excitedly tugging carmilla through a museum exhibit that carmilla basically lived through and carmilla just following and rolling her eyes

“please don’t feed the bread i bought in paris to the pigeons”
“come on carm they’re so cute”

carmilla vs. everyone else snowball fight, grumpy carmilla shivering and laura rubbing her with a warm blanket afterward, kind of maybe laughing because they kicked her ass

laura studying for finals, leaning against a sleeping giant black cat under a tree on campus

hugging, just nuzzling into each other’s necks and breathing each other in



this is taking too long. maybe we should do your hypnotism-eye-voodoo thing to get them talking. yes, you would expect that sort of behavior from me, wouldn’t you?


heyo its your favorite gay have these super old cool seflies as we celebrate the slow death of summer