“most Stressful Day Since I Took The Bar Exam” Poor Dad 😭

What’s the difference?  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

Stan and Eddie Not dying in Chapter Two

Reblog if you agree

As someone who had to deal with grief at an early age, I’ve found that it never truly dissipates. Grief doesn’t end. It simply builds. After the flood of “caring” neighbors and forgotten friends stop coming, you’re stuck with the quiet. Forced to think of the big life moments your lost will never see and the absence of new memories. Then, the old memories make their way. That one song that reminds you of that one fishing trip. The smell of their favorite dish. The bluebirds that they told you to never trust, despite their beauty. The bitter sweetness of the remembrance of when that person was still present is the hardest form of grief to feel. It is never ending.

Reblog for Mike Hanlons smile

Reblog and start 2018 off right

Reblog if you want a cute lil love letter from a fictional character or actor from your blog. I’ll write every one and put it in your ask box.

Why is ‘plus size’ even a thing? Like why can’t I just be any other size? God forbid we allow people to be different without alienating them. I just want to shop with my friends. I just want to have clothes that aren’t cheetah print or look like they belong to a sixty year old woman. I just want to be treated as if my size was a second thought. Why is the world made for skinny girls?

Children in the pro shipper community are in danger and need to be helped

i made two cause my bi ass couldnt pick 🤧

jack dylan grazer with glasses reblog if u agree