dont care
dont care
whore
dont care
you’re*
dont care
dont care
your life is just so fucking bad isn’t it?
oh you’re single, once again
dont care
song lyrics, how original
dont care
dont care
you’re like 10, no you’re not ‘getting smashed’
dont care
photo of you eatin’ your boyfriends face
dont care
dont care
NOW BACK TO TUMBLR
That I have Mortuusequusphobia.
There’s actually a word for it.
The fear of ketchup.
It’s legit.
Ask the people i went to camp with.
It’s not a horrible case, but it still there nevertheless.
Just a few sexy beasts, that this One Tragic Person finds…sexy…Thanks for this Glee.
lol @ Finns shirt… and *faints* at mike… Harry Shum jr’s got abs… its a shame darren wasnt in this scene :(
Kurt & Blaine - One Year Tribute
Five hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
Little dedication to my fave Klainers : Laura, Sue, Sophie, Matt and Roxanne
I can’t believe it’s already been a year. I feel like it was yesterday when Kurt asked his question to Blaine on the stairs. <3
This is probably one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. T^T
This is so freakin beautiful!! An amazing tribute!!!!
EY DARREN! DARREN! EY! AM I A GOOD KISSER?
Just another reason to love Chris Colfer!
Getting “mugged” is a term me and my friends use for getting a hug from our friend Mike, who gives amazing hugs.
It’s that feeling of overwhelming happiness, that feeling of all the worries rushing away. Whether its only a short hug as you pass in the hall, or a longer, more meaningful one when he shows up to lunch. There’s just something about it. About the smell of his cologne, witch is always not to overpowering, but completely noticeable nonetheless. They’re always kind of awkward, because of his height, but hell, that’s okay. That’s also why the best ones are when he crouches down to make you feel taller.
There’s also something about the hair, usually smothered in gel. And the eyes, a greenish grey, that tear right through you. There’s something about the conversations we have, something about the fact that he never has a problem with giving you a ride home, something about the way that he’ll congratulate you when you say “I got an 87 on my chem Test.” There’s something about him that makes him just simply amazing.
And that is why it’s not so absurd when you say that they only thing that can make you feel any better is getting Mugged.
Last Friday Night - Full
I could watch the ALL DAY - KLAINE!!! MIKE!!! FINCHEL!!! The ass-slap… the “this a hickey or a bruise” and Santana looking pissed….
I had to write a ‘persuasive’ speech for a writting class, here’s what I came up with:
I remember when I was young, my brother and I were talking about some new Dora the Explorer toy, saying “that’s so gay,” something I completely regret. My mom, who always talked about not using a word unless we know the meaning, walked in and asked us, “Do you know what ‘gay’ means?” To which my ten-year old self replied, “Stupid,” but I was completely wrong. Even later on, I continued using “gay” in the place of “stupid” or “messed up,” even after I knew its true meaning. I would joke sarcastically with my brother, justifying our actions by saying to ourselves “gay means happy, so it’s okay.” I regret that with all my heart.
I remember when I was older, just a few summers ago, my mom, dad and I were traveling toWashington,D.C.and we were visiting a friend of my mom’s. Joseph was an old friend from high school; I’d met him once before when I was about four or five. I knew him as “the happy meal guy,” because when we were first introduced, he bought my brother and I each our own McDonalds Happy Meals, a very special treat. I knew he was religious, from the types of Christmas cards he sent us, but what my mom told me on the walk to his house made me nervous. Joseph was gay; but as it turned out that he was one of the nicest men I’ve ever met.
Darren Criss, an actor who portrays a gay teen on television, one said, “That which makes you different makes you strong. Whether you’re gay, straight, purple, orange, or a dinosaur, I don’t care.” I don’t care. Nobody should care. In no way is it right to judge some one based on sexuality. That’s as bad as judging someone by their religion, or ethnicity, witch we declared was wrong decades ago. What’s so different now? What is it that makes it okay to say “that’s so gay” but saying “that’s so black” gets people dirty looks? What ever happened to “all men are created equal?” Last time I checked, that includes gays. So why do people, keep saying it, why is being gay a bad thing, why do gay teens have to deal with “that’s so gay” as they walk down the halls?
It’s even happening here in Spackenkill (my school). Believe me, I know, I’ve seen it and heard it, and regrettably, I even once said it. We need to put a stop to it. I’ve stopped, I use the proper words, “stupid” and “messed up,” because I’m pretty sure when you look up “stupid” in the dictionary, “gay” is not listed as a synonym. We can start a revolution, we can change the wayAmerica, and even the world, act towards gays, and how they use the word. It all starts with one person, and the domino effect takes place. So pick up a dictionary, and find another synonym for “stupid” because “gay” is definitely not on that list. So change that one word, and begin to make a difference.
