That face you make when you find weird shit at stores, and then offer it to your friend.
How awesome does this sound though. You get infinite money and once a week you get to take a child to a candy store or toys or us or somewhere they love and buy them as much they want this would be fun given the kid wasn’t a brat.
There is no downside to this at all
This is the best, because it says A CHILD, not your child, so I could pick one of the really poor kids on the streets and go “Your life is going to change right now”, and I could buy everything their family might need, along with a house, a food supply, toys, clothes, and everything they never had the chance to have before. And the best thing is that I could do this with lots of children, and not just one. I could give a lot of children in need a full week of Christmas basically and maybe give them a chance to have a different life. That would be great.
Derek Hale went from being this angry guy who stalked teenage boys and just glared at everyone to this super chill understanding big brother figure who is like “You almost stole my family’s money? Cool, I would have too.” or “You want to have a romantic date? Cool, just use my place.”
This is my favorite picture in the whole wide world. The way they’re intwined, the way he’s facing her—you can tell. You can tell he accepts her, he’s in love with her, wholly and completely. I am in love with this photo.
I read the last sentence “I am in love with this potato” hahahahahha
There’s a time and a place…
There is a time for carefully planned encounters, scenes, moments, a time to play extended mind-games even that can last for days, weeks, months.
There is a time to grab the moment. Or something else. No questions, no hesitation. Now. I take my time, you take your place. And all it takes is two words.
Snap and it’s there. Morning, noon, night. Hunger, a deep craving, and there’s an answer too. Quick perhaps or slow. Oh so gentle, savouring each moment, or brutal, animalistic, possessive thrusts. Or both.
But first. My rules, my words.
Two words, spoken anywhere, any time. An eager mouth and a pair of hands to guide, decide, set the pace, slow down, speed up, give more, take more.
Take. What’s mine.
words: M. / Her Liege - image source would be welcome