me, high and laying in bed at 4 AM: why didn’t randall just throw the mask upwards so it would hit the ground next to hershel and then gave him his other hand. dumb bitch
get to know me; [6/7] couples ➝ miles edgeworth and phoenix wright
↳ a man appeared and stood fast against that selfish me. and i was saved…by that person i called my “enemy.” no matter how desperate the situation, instead of giving up like most people, that man would hold strong with his undying faith. and then, before i knew it…i began to trust in that man as well.
cherycupcakethemage asked:
gummycore
americatress
would you guys like to see the greatest beanie baby poem ever written
For the record, this is runner:
Not at all what I thought it would be.
Exactly what I thought it would be.
Do Not call me a liar on my own post again!
It is a real poem! And it is magnificent.
