You know when you’re drowning, you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. But then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore. It’s - it’s actually kind of peaceful.
so many potatoes in the world are waiting for me to eat them
this looks like a man just got switched into a cats body and he’s having some self realization of the situation and he’s buggin
YOU KNOW WHAT ANIME NEEDS A SECOND SEASON?!
OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB.
when i was 14, i proposed to this girl in my class and she said yes but our parents said we were too young to get married so we tried to do it in secret and one of my friends found this shady guy to marry us but then the girl broke up with me when she transferred schools and we never got the marriage annulled but i don’t even know if it was official in the first place so long story short, i think i might be married.
disney x harry potter is very important to me
still not over how perfect the sorting is
So I was out buying halloween decorations and I saw this wig, picked it up and then I saw it…..
ARE YOU SERIOUS
a human year = 7 dog years
a dog is a man’s best friend
7 is God’s favorite number
dog is God backwards
This is a useless coincidence.
so was your birth
They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly. When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame it. Carrying him was a little easier, but not much. The questions are just beginning. The arenas have been completely destroyed, the memorials built, there are no more Hunger Games. But they teach about them at school, and the girl knows we played a role in them. The boy will know in a few years. How can I tell them about that world without frightening them to death? My children, who take the words of the song for granted:
Deep in the meadow, under the willow a bed of grass, a soft green pillow. Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes and when again they open, the sun will rise. Here it’s safe, here it’s warm, here the daisies guard you from every harm. Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true, here is the place where I love you.
My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard.
This still makes me cry. Since I read the books. I wonder how this will be portrayed in the movies.