i’m basically a clingy needy piece of shit that just wants to cuddle and to sleep and to watch stupid movies and to make out with you. oh and i also want you to play with my hair until i fall asleep
Parrot caught singing let the bodies hit the floor
I was so done when it whispered…I would shit bricks if I heard that when I got up to get a drink in the middle of the night…
“Let the bodies hit the….FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!”
oh my god he’s so into it
well it took me about 2 seconds to reblog this
What the fuck yesssss
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.