Fiona Coyne

kawaiians:

I HATE ACCIDENTALLY HURTING DOGS THEY SCREAM AND THEN THEY ACT LIKE THEYRE SORRY AND ITS THEIR FAULT AND THEY TRUSTED YOU AND YOU FUCKING STEPPED ON THEM OR PICKED THEM UP WRONG THEY TRUSTED YOU AND YOU HURT THEM

I could never hate you.

zxcvbnmloldiaz:

Not even after all the arguments we had. The pointless fights. The assumptions. The misunderstandings. The broken promises. The accusing of each other. The sleepless nights. The tears. The bullshit. None of that will ever make me hate you.

500daysofsassy:

yourgrandmotherspenis:

500daysofsassy:

are you a lobster because baby u make my lobs stir

what the fuck is a lob

i wasn’t hugged as a child

stolenpandorica:

It’s funny how if you get an A on a test your grade goes up like 2 percent but if you get a F your grade goes down like the titanic

isthiswittyenoughforyou:

perpetualvelocity:

The laST ONE

HAROLD REMEMBERED TO PUT ON HIS SASSY PANTS TODAY

I need you,

distant-affection:

not just a want, but a need. Without you, I wouldn’t know what to do. I honestly can’t imagine you not being in my future as well as the present. I’d be lost like being thrown into the deep dark ocean and not knowing how to swim.

I could never hate you.

zxcvbnmloldiaz:

Not even after all the arguments we had. The pointless fights. The assumptions. The misunderstandings. The broken promises. The accusing of each other. The sleepless nights. The tears. The bullshit. None of that will ever make me hate you.

I wanna make out.

Like fingers running through hair, chest to chest, hands just inside your underwear waistband, barely stopping to catch my breath, until my lips are sore, making out…