Look at Dan’s shoes liKE WHAT.
#thelinesproject on We Heart It
This makes me so happy the notes man
Holy shit are we beating dean in gym shorts???
I THINK WE ARE
"How the Media Failed Women in 2013," courtesy of Miss Representation. This is mind-boggling and you must watch it right now.
I’m making a directory/network of just urls. benefits include more pageviews and increase in followers etc.
YOU MUST be a phandom/phantastic foursome/multifandom blog
you do NOT have to follow me
REBLOG THIS, likes do NOT count
If you do this you will be put in. simple as…
How It’s Said (substitutes)
In a happy way: laughed, rejoiced, giggled, joked, lilted, sang out.
In a sad way: cried, agonised, bawled, blubbered, lamented, sobbed, groaned, snivelled, wept, mourned.
In a bossy way: insisted, bossed, demanded, preached, dictated, professed, ordered.
In an angry way: raged, miffed, seethed, fumed, retorted, thundered, blurted.
In a pained way: barked, cried out, cried, screamed, jabbered, bellowed, groaned, howled, shrieked, roared, grieved, wailed, yelped.
In a frightened way: quaked, stammered, shuddered, quivered, trembled.
In an understanding way: empathised, accepted, consoled, crooned, comforted, sympathised, agreed.
In a tired way: mumbled, struggled, emitted, wearied.
In a begging way: beseeched, begged, implored, pleaded, entreated, appealed to.
In a mocking way: mocked, ridiculed, derided, hooted, japed, insulted, jeered, parodied, taunted, teased, chaffed, flouted, degraded, sneered, disdained, jibed, gibed, disparaged, belittled, decried, flouted, fleered, leered, scoffed, sniggered, swiped, scorned, repudiated, lampooned.
In a seductive way: purred, simpered, coaxed, wheedled, persuaded, baited.
As an answer: As an answer: responded, retorted, replied, rejoined, answered, acknowledged.
Thank you. I really needed these
“You were my baby!” She yelled at the rock, her husband holding her arm and shoulder. “I was supposed to watch you grow up and get married! You were going to graduate! Why couldn’t you have done that for me?!” She sobbed into her hands. Though neither person resting immorally underground nor the tombstone could hear her, she continued ranting and yelling about your plans in life and your potential. How God went and threw it all away. “YOU SHOULDN’T BE DEAD!” She yelled as she sunk down to her knees, her husband not making a true effort to help— or do anything for the matter. The woman, no longer a mother, cried into her hands and looked down at the grass just above your bed, eyes closed and skin a blueish green. She never wanted to leave this spot. After all, this was the closest she’d ever be able to be to you.
i think my parents would yell at me if i died