"Of course I’m fucking someone else, remember, you broke up with me? Why do you care if I do it anyways? Why can’t you just leave me like you said you would."
I really don’t care what kind of blogs you have, This deserves a reblog
man the last image really got me..
The second to last really killed me.
A simple thing we see frequently on the Internet being put into the perspective of real life.
The last one put me to tears all I can think is my grandpa and how much I miss him
I don’t advocate war but the I have a lot of love for the victims of it. These put things into perspective.
they’re one of those parents “i know my kid when i see them” but always almost pick up the wrong baby
You shouldn’t wear things that don’t belong to you..”
He said softly, trying to put his bitterness aside to warn her as gently as he could to take the ring off. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her touching his stuff in general, it was just with this one item— There was only one person who should’ve been wearing it. Too bad that would it would only be a fantasy. Well, at this point he didn’t know if having his old love a dream or a sweet nightmare. That was something he hated about being with Ivy, everything he thought he knew or felt seemed to change. Even his oath of keeping the bloody ring.
“Sorry… Mind telling what.. this is?”
Slipping her finger out of the pretty ring while she asked the question carefully. He didn’t have to tell her at all. It would just put to rest her imaginations, which could help her quiet a bit, it was up to him what he wanted to do. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked or anything at all.
”You know what, don’t worry about it, you don’t have to tell me.”
back to school commercials
back to school commercials after graduation
It was rather late and she had landed just about an hour ago. After she had brought her suitcases back home, Jess had decided to make her way to Ace’s apartment. She needed to talk to him and if not now, when then? Sure, she was scared of how he’d react to what she was going to tell him, but she didn’t want to keep it from him. After all it wasn’t really her fault, was it? To her misfortune, it had started raining on her way there so she arrived at his front door soaking wet. Taking a deep breath, she knocked a couple of times and hoped for him to open up soon.
He was in the middle of taking a shower when he heard the doorbell ring. It was strange so it must have been important, right? Rushing to the door to see his girlfriend with her things, soaking wet, waiting for him. Just making sure she and everything else was instead. Quickly running to get a towel and a possible shirt for her to change into before starting up the conversation,”I thought you were going away for a while? And if you were coming back you should have called me, I would have picked you up, no matter what time. Everything alright though? You seemed pretty mad at me when you left so something has to be going on, right?”