the dionne quintuplets, 1937 (www.retronaut.com)
i just picked up a new hobby called “messaging people on facebook i’ve never actually talked to demanding they give me back my fucking sandals”
The Day a Part of Me Died
I was sitting in class when he was called down.
I looked for him later, but he could not be found.
Going through doors all over the place looking for him, but I could not see his face.
Later on at lunch I heard a sound.
Someone was talking. I looked around, but all I found was him, traveling to a far away town.
That is the day my world came crashing down and a part of me was never found.
He said it will never hurt,
that it will be perfectly okay,
but it did hurt until the end,
it devoured all unspoken words,
and it did create a giant cut,
which he could never mend.
For she was the flesh
and he was the wound,
and no one understood
that they indeed did match,
but could not become whole,
as long as they were together.
hello 911 my sock is falling down inside my shoe
THIS MAN HAS STILL NOT BEEN CAUGHT!
IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION PLEASE CONTACT AUTHORITES IN ISLE OF WIGHT, VA!
I have to be honest, I found this really adorable when I was first sent this. It’s still adorable to me too. They spelled “Panther” wrong.
So I proposed at the gym. And this bitch decided to be in the picture.