what i’m looking for in a man:
- will lend me his hoodies
- good sense of humor
- is a cutie patootie
- will slay my enemies in a brutal display of violence and paint his face with their blood
- good taste in music
You’re looking for Dean Winchester
I know it’s not obvious but Luke is like one of my favourite characters
oh wait, Luke is dead, it IS obvious.
I MADE BLUE PANCAKES
THEN MY BROTHER ATE MOST OF THEM
AND LEFT ME ALONE
TO BE LONELY
I have asked to some Disney princesses what do they think about their new dresses, and these have been their answers.
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
You tried but I am married to Rachel. Better luck next week.
And now I’m married to Rachel
I’m gonna keep reblogging this until I get one
Just because we’re married doesn’t mean you have to find me pretty