#And that’s the exact moment I died and started blogging as a ghost
I SEE YOU NINE. YOU’RE NOT FORGOTTEN.
My old cats, Tom and Little, always slept together in a guitar case. They both lived for seventeen years and my family is still convinced that they were in love. Little was perfectly healthy when Tom died, but a week after his death she stopped eating and would hide behind couches and in corners all day. Within a month, she passed away too. They are buried side by side in our garden.
JOHN YOU CAN’T EVEN REMEMBER THAT JEANETTE DOESN’T HAVE A DOG.
OH MY GOD
Am I the only one really bothered by the fact that the strawberry and the blackberry are touching?
Let them touch, they don’t get to often because of their tragic forbidden love.
Long ago, two Elder berries got into a fight, the tribe split in two, the strawberries against the blackberries. Now, new passions arise between the new generation - could this be the end of the feud or will it just fan the flames?
Two flavors, both alike in sweetness
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene
From ancient cold break new freezer burn
Where civil juice makes civil fruits unclean
Did you just turn gelato into Shakespeare.
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I once had a guy tell me that because I had a lot of reptiles, I would not be able to find myself a good husband. When I told him I wasn’t ready for a husband yet, and my current boyfriend was perfectly fine with my scaled pets, he got pissed and told me I wasn’t going to go anywhere in life with that attitude.
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But once, nearly twenty years ago, there was a strange incident where a mountain guard was attacked in the middle of winter. Apparently, a mysterious woman stole food and supplied for a full month.