long-distance friendships are terrible because you can’t meet up with them whenever you want and hang out on any given day which is why when i’m president i’m relocating the entire human population into a 10,000,000 story skyscraper that also acts as a bridge from earth to the moon which comes with the added benefit of swinging the moon around like a fucking mace, god damn it’s gonna look so cool. what was i talking about
The Hälssen & Lyon Tea Calendar by Kolle Rebbe, Hamburg
The Hälssen & Lyon tea calendar is the first calendar in the world to feature calendar days made from tea leaves. Finely flavoured and pressed until wafer-thin, the 365 calendar days can be individually detached and brewed directly in the cup with hot water. The tea calendar was sent exclusively to selected business partners.
I need this.
so when i was 7 or 8 i’d “write letters to hermione granger” and set them out on the piano in the living room every night with my stuffed toy owl and every morning i’d have a letter from hermione back, sitting at the foot of my bed, and hermione and i corresponded like that for months and i’d just like to thank my mom for writing out a “letter from hermione” for me every single night
That is the cutest thing I’ve ever read oh my god
I think perhaps love comes from finding someone you feel utterly comfortable with, someone who makes you comfortable with yourself. It’s like…finding yourself, or maybe it’s like finding the other part of yourself.
Okay, okay, anons, let’s not get too feisty. Santa’s watching, remember?
I didn’t say that because I thought she was in the right for what she said about the girl. I said what I said because I was in real need of a laugh, and she gave me that. I don’t know her, her ex, or the girl as described as a hippo. I just know I needed the laugh, and she gave it without knowing that.I’m sorry, I didn’t realize someone would take what I said the wrong way.
Be like “Hey, yo, can I get yo numbaaaaaah?”
Nah, don’t actually do that. Pull one of my sister’s tricks and friend him on Facebook, then send him a message on there and strike up a convo.
"I’m like a mother fucking peacock and she’s a hippo."
Omfg, thank you so much for sharing this, because I died at that line. :D
You go girl (I assume you’re a female, at least. Sorry if I’m wrong!)! You’re so much better than your ex and that hippo looking chick!
Yes please, I love stories