how to destroy a man
step one: two words.
“it’s yours.” (the heart? the baby? the blood?)
step two: sit back and
wait.
(Source: silenceofthegraham, via edgarallen-nope)
I wish..
..I was pretty.
A real looker.
It would make all the guys want me.
Not just any guys though.
Just the ones I wanted.
Not ones though.
Just one.
That one.
The one.
Okay.
I can do this.
No I can’t.
Yes.
I really can’t.
I don’t understand people.
You’re so grounded.
Like a rock.
A huge rock.
I need that.
Hold me down.
Now, be human again.
Hold me down.
Please?
Kiss my head.
Kiss my nose.
Kiss my lips.
Kiss my chin.
Kiss my neck.
Kiss my chest.
…
You get the point.
I’m losing the battle.
Nothing to do.
Trying to fight.
Twice now you’ve held me.
In your arms.
THE worst two days.
My head hurts.
I should go to sleep.
Hello melatonin.
You are looking awfully sexy right now.
You.
Me.
Bed?
I hate cool beans.
Doctor Who
While getting blood drawn at my hospital:
“Oh that’s a nice tattoo on your arm! It’s that from the bible? It’s nice!”
“Uhhhh… nooo… it’s actually from a scify show..”
“Oh like that trekwars stuff?”
“I think you are thinking of star wars and star trek.. but no it’s from Doctor Who.”
“Who?”
“Exactly.”
Satisfaction.
Ehhhhhh..
An old man doing a crossword just taught me a new word. Hale: strong and healthy.
Note that you have finished your puzzle phase so taking to me and starring at my boobs..
I am going to cry…
>.>
These women with kids at the doctors office are talking about their kids and they just said, ” you know after three kids… four… five… six.. it’s all the same!” And they both laughed really hard and then kind of sighed like they were holding back from crying….. and you know their shit is just wrecked….. >.>
