Okay so, where I live (Canada, Newfoundland) we have the smallest ponies.
And the biggest dogs
Ok, so NOW decided to heed the HJPR siren song and wrote this HIGH-larious feature called...
I ONLY HAVE TWO HOURS LEFT OF BEING A TEENAGER. OH GOD WHAT DO I DO??
51 MINUTES. I THINK I’M GONNA WATCH A DISNEY...
seriously though, i’d give parts of my soul for Stiles and Derek to accidentally kiss and then be like ho...
i hit my coworkers shoulder lightly and he was like “you’re going to make me cry like a girl” and i was like “what’s wrong with being a girl?” and he was quiet for a moment then he looked into the distance and whispered “the social standards they’re forced to live by”
okay seriously if you’re in a relationship or even a friendship and you find yourself spending more time crying out of sadness or arguing with them, leave them. i don’t care if they’re a modern day aphrodite/adonis or a gift bestowed upon you by the gods. toxic people are dangerous and i highly advise cutting them out of your life and finding someone who makes you laugh until you snort your drink out your nose instead.
this is fucking important