
this is the post i regret the most in my life
ladies. be careful when u wear spaghetti straps. it might distract the boys. they’ll start thinking of spaghetti. they will get hungry. they will stop at nothing to get their spaghetti.
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear don’t determine your gender
- The clothes you wear also don’t determine your sexual orientation
- The only thing that clothes determine is whether or not you are naked.
Summary: Gavin has a series of surprises in store for Michael, and Michael has no idea why
Word Count: 8,600
Content/Warnings: Kind of AUish?? FLUFF!!! Set about 3 years in the future. Also swearing but c’mon. The tiniest bit of angst ever. Slight TW for alcohol abuse but it’s very very brief??
A/N: HERE GUYS HAVE A THING??? I know Gavin doesn’t drive
or cry, but he does for the sake of this fic. I also didn’t know when exactly Michael started at RT so it might be a little bit inaccurate.Please read it to the end <3
If you’re having a bad day, just watch this sleeping kitten.
Its tiny black nose, its little cushioned black jellybean toes, the halo of silver moonlight hairs on the silky black fur.
MY COMPUTER SCREWED UP AND THE GIF STOPPED AND I GOT WORRIED
shh don’t shout the kittens trying to sleep
This is one of the best gifs on Tumblr
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet