boys that look good with both beards and no beards are the most lethal kinds of boys
im just going to leave this here
This man is the single cause of my undoing:
I TWEETED ABOUT MY REICHENBACH FEELS AND I GET THIS AS A REPLY
SO I GO TO THEIR WEBSITE AND
THAT’S NOT ALL
THEY KNOW WE CANNOT BE SATISFIED BUYING EACH PRODUCT INDIVIDUALLY SO THEY PUT IT ALL IN ONE BIG PACK FOR THE SAME PRICE AS ALL THE INDIVIDUAL PACKS
I HAVE FOUND THE PROMISED LAND
LAST TIME I SAW THIS, IT HAD 5 NOTES
YOU’RE WELCOME, EVERYONE
shipping is NOT purely about sex
shipping is NOT believing two characters are already in a relationship
shipping is NOT wanting the show/book/movie to be purely about your ship
shipping is NOT automatically ignoring the actual overall plot
shipping is NOT a game
shipping IS, however, personally interpreting two characters’ feelings for each other as romantic and wanting their feelings to come to fruition so they can be happy
Back when I was a young boy, a new kid came to my small town here in the South. I knew how much it sucked to be the new guy around, so I hung out with him and we became fast friends. We did everything together; growing up in such a small town, everyone knew me and Joe were inseparable.
Adolescence was a bit of a trying time for our friendship, though. We both were so similar that we always liked the same girls. Well, actually he was a little less judicious than I. Everyone said it was just his nature — he cottoned on to just about anyone, and they gave him a funny nickname to match his nature. Honestly, I didn’t really mind, but he sure did take just about any chance I had at getting a girl.
One day, though, all of a sudden, he just up and left. The last I heard is that he was going back to where he was born, but he never told me where that was in our many years of friendship. Funny enough, I met my future wife about a week after he was gone.
I guess if it hadn’t been for Cotton-Eyed Joe, I’d’ve been married a long time ago. But where did he come from, where did he go? Where did he come from, that Cotton-Eyed Joe?