I thought Fiona was going to put her fist right through the computer screen or chuck it across the room. Her face said it all, pure rage. She deserves an award for that performance.
I haven’t posted anything in so long! I’ve just been horribly depressed lately and didn’t even have the energy to post on Tumblr…
Ed Sheeran could sing the ingredients off the back of a cereal box and i’d still search for a downloadable version.
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment—their body is alive, there’s a light in their eyes, something—that makes you think, “I just really love you.” It’s a weird sensation to think this, but it’s pretty awesome that we can feel this way about another being.
what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves