My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
That’s not a yearbook.
That’s a hit list.
I’m pretty sure the pig is in a bidet
Ondrej Palat surfing at Virginia Beach.
I quote this all the time and no one picks up on it
i was cuddling this guy once n he had his head on my chest n just whispered “what did you just think about?” and i went “netflix” becus i was thinkin about netflix and he just went
"oh. your heart sped up and i… ok"
Sylveon, and finally
I don’t know what I expected.
Respect. More than any other emotion, that’s the feeling Derek Jeter has commanded throughout his 20 years in Major League Baseball. As the Yankees shortstop enters the halfway turn of his farewell season, Nike’s Air Jordan brand (a longtime sponsor of Jeter) has released an incredible commercial to celebrate his final year.
So I don’t get texts of “good morning beautiful” but I do have a friend who spams me snapchats of her dog to wake up to, so who’s the real winner here
elias getting thrown under the bus during his contract signing (x)
probably the pigeons again
Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.
I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard