just so we’re clear, i use
as gender-neutral and affectionate names
don’t forget son
What am I forgetting dad
You have forgotten who you are, and so forgotten me.
These kind of posts are why I’m on this site.
I live for these posts
Alcohol vs marijuana
OH MY GOD I WASNT EXPECTING THAT
The very best grilled cheese
The Betta Feta: Two pieces of bread, a layer of American cheese, two spoonfuls of crumbled feta, another layer of American Cheese.
The Grilled Sandwich: Two pieces of bread, layer of sliced cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion, layer of sliced cheese
The Morning Cheese: Two pieces of bread, sliced cheese, sunny side up eggs, feta, dry salsa, sliced cheese
The Hot Cheese: Two pieces of bread, sliced cheese, jalapenos, dry salsa, nacho cheese, sliced cheese
The Spaghetti: Two piece of bread, sliced cheese, cut spaghetti, tomato, sliced cheese, garlic powder or onion
The Bagel: Bagel, sliced cheese, egg (scrambled or sunny side up) feta, salt and pepper
- Me: *makes a grilled cheese egg sandwich*
- Me: *takes a bite*
- Me: OH MY GOD MARRY ME.
- Me: You really like it?
- Me: Best thing I've ever tasted.
- Me: Thanks babe.
I’m on my way home, it’s been a long day of looking for food that the family of giants have dropped. I got a good hunk of bread that I intend to bring to my family. I don’t really think about much. I just have to keep going, I don’t have time for emotions, no time for thinking ahead. I wonder if the giants live the same way, moving from one survival technique to the next.
I have almost reached the edge of the yard when a giant comes up behind me. It’s the littlest one, still multiple sizes larger than me. I hear him squeal, loud and shrieking. The noise scares me, but I continue on. It isn’t long before the sun disappears. A giant object at the end of the giant’s foot is coming down on me. I only have seconds before it reaches me, I struggle forward, feeling urgent. “But I have food to bring home”, I try to articulate. A last ditch effort before I feel the crush.
It doesn’t kill me right away. I know it’s coming, but I try and grab the bread, to squirm just a little closer to home. Maybe I’ll see my love, or maybe my kid. I’ll get to show them the food, they won’t go hungry tonight. But even as I move, I can tell I’ll never make it, the shadow overcomes me again as my murderer prepares for strike two. The shadow overcomes me again and all I want is to feel the sun. Why is this happening? What did I do? I just wanted to survive.
tumblr can go from porn and fandom to serious political talk in about .5 seconds and it’s actually pretty amazing
- me: *shoves my whole face against my cats body and rubs it around*
- me: *gets annoyed that I have cat hair in my eyes*