50shades-of-truth - Keeping It Real...

Where the lie at tho.😂

do you ever want to check up on someone but it’s just not ur place anymore

This is so me it hurts.

unnecessary hetereosexual romances in every tv show 

Same!!

My "stay in bed all day" game too strong

I can't even I'm so overwhelmed.

@the_ryan_kelley: ”** Warning ** babies everywhere!!!!” [Source: Twitter]

Gender roles in a nutshell: the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang entrances in The Goblet of Fire.

ATTENTION MALE SPECIES!

If you need to affix the prefix “man” before the words bun, braid, plait, or any other hairstyle for whatever reason then you don’t deserve to rock the style. Please understand that these styles in their purest form have been around for gods know how long and rocked by everything from male warriors to queens and everything in between. Therefore, there is no need to place a gender specific term on it as though you are doing anything differently because you’re a male!

Thanks,

Me.

In all seriousness

In my life at least, there’s that heartbreaking moment when you realize … that the only thing that is keeping you going in life, that the only thing helping you get through the days, weeks, and months, that is making you look forward towards tomorrow is anime/manga or any show/book really.

When your life doesn’t have that much going for itself, you don’t realize how much you rely on all these different characters to give you all that you ask for whether that be those warm fuzzy feelings, uncontrollable laughing fits, or eager suspense and thrills, or even temporary anger/sadness fits.

You don’t know how much you depend on them to give you all of that, so that for that period of time, you forget all the troubles. It’s almost like having a best friend there, giving you new adventures to go on, never letting you feel bad while you’re with them.

 Therefore when it all ends, it’s like that friend passed away, only leaving the happy memories they had with you for you just to replay, never making anymore. It leaves a physical ache in your chest, a hole if you will, making you wish for that friend to return and keep you company once more, to not let you face the horrible reality that is your life. You mourn that loss, and quickly try to fill that hole with the same size piece that you just lost.

Usually though, you either can’t find any pieces or you find similar pieces that fill in a good portion of that hole, but still leaves that gap.

It’s scary really, to think that you’re life is depending on some simple doodles/words …

Stahp.😂😂😂