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tyleroakley: That awkward moment when pop stars can’t even sing...

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 08:47:48 -0500

tyleroakley:

That awkward moment when pop stars can’t even sing this good live.

ihavejetpacks: Darren Criss is just Gene Kelly of...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 19:41:41 -0500

ihavejetpacks:

Darren Criss is just Gene Kelly of nowadays,

literally dead.

daisura: bearthug: kingahell: kingahell: That thing that cats do that when they are being...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 14:28:39 -0500

daisura:

bearthug:

kingahell:

kingahell:

That thing that cats do that when they are being controlled by satan.

Literally pissing myself

lydialegz: thebangupjob: uhwhatwiththewhonow: It happened...

Sun, 06 Jan 2013 23:38:26 -0500

lydialegz:

thebangupjob:

uhwhatwiththewhonow:

It happened when Andy was fourteen. Molly was six, and it was an accident.

Bo Peep, porcelain and oh-so-delicate, stood on a stand, her staff standing like it always did. She could be taken off, moved around the small area around her three sheep. The lamp was old, old and Molly was outgrowing it, yet it stayed. Andy made it so because he felt a need to keep her, to keep Little Bo Peep. It was probably a form of nostalgia, the same reason he still had the trunk of old toys.

The siblings were playing, a simple game of tag. They were running and laughing, smiling up a storm. Molly, so small at her young, with shoulder-length hair, was behind her bed, jumping from side-to-side to get away from her brother and around the bed.

The stand which the lamp was on was next to her, on the other side of her bed. Molly jumped, landing on the bed to get around her brother and to dart for the door.

Her foot slipped, heading back swiftly. It happened so fast, so quickly that no one could do anything. And Andy didn’t really understand what happened until the porcelain figure was in pieces on the ground. It was the angle that Molly’s foot hit her, that it only knocked the fragile figure from her normal place.

The lamp still stood, spinning for a second before landing in its place. The sheep would have moved, would have called for the other toys if the kids weren’t there.

Molly made a go to see what happened, but Andy moved quicker, commanding his younger sister to stay on the bed, away from the sharp pieces. Their mother heard the crash from downstairs, yelling from the living room what happened and if anyone was hurt.

Andy replied with a no, still staring at the shattered pieces of Little Bo Peep.

Her Shepard’s staff was still intact, along with her head. But her bonnet had broken off, giving her the appearance that her hair was two different colors and pulled into a bun. Her torso was gone, along with the majority of her poofy dress.

Andy didn’t say anything, only briefly thinking of Woody. Oh, god, no. Bo Peep, he would recall. I’m so sorry, Woody.

It was probably thinking about the toy, and all the good times the two love birds had together, that sent a rip through his heart.

Andy let his fingers work open the chest, lifting it up with familiar ease. He stared at the endless amount of toys that loitered in the Western Wagon. With a slow, painful motion, he gripped the cowboy from the top of the pile.

Leaving the lid open, the teenager sat down on the swivel chair by his desk. “Woody, it’s been awhile,” he began, staring down at Woody and fixing the cowboy’s hat with a hand. “And I’m sorry.”

There was a painful silence as something settled in the toy’s stomach, despite not being able to move while someone living was in the room. And he understood then, by the way his owner looked at the lamp on the desk, at the way there was a shard of painted pink porcelain in his hand that kept spinning.

“It was an accident, and Mom got rid of the pieces. Little Bo Peep is gone.”

If Woody was able to move, he’s sure a frown would fall across his smiling face. If he was living, he would be sure a tear would fall across his face. But he couldn’t, and Andy was staring right at him.

A few moments passed before Andy placed Woody on his desk, placing the porcelain piece next to the cowboy. The door closed a few seconds after, leaving the cowboy to move and look at what was next to him.

But he didn’t.

He just blinked a few times and stared at the ceiling.

His fingers moved after a minute, clipping onto the staff that he knew was next to him. The fine wood held on to his plastic hand, and he recalled a time when he was smiling and so close to Bo Peep with the same staff wrapped around his neck. He remembered all the times he had kissed her, how he had fallen in love with her, of how he wished she was with him when they were gone.

But there would be no more of those times, because she was gone and sweot away into the trash.

Both of them yearned for a final farewell.

OH MY GOD

tumblr HOW DARE YOU

What the hell tumblr do not do this to me

letyourfreakflagwave: GLEE POSTERS | season four...

Sun, 15 Jul 2012 15:32:09 -0400

letyourfreakflagwave:

GLEE POSTERS | season four (character-centric)

I'd like a boyfriend now please?

Mon, 25 Jun 2012 13:39:16 -0400

its been 21 years too long.

would someone kindly tell me why my dashboard wont scroll down!?

Tue, 12 Jun 2012 10:38:33 -0400

it wont let me scroll further than like 6 or 7 posts.

OH NO.

beautifulwhatsyourhurry: beauxbatonsacademy: u ok NOT OKAY i...

Tue, 29 May 2012 20:15:34 -0400

beautifulwhatsyourhurry:

beauxbatonsacademy:

u ok

NOT OKAY

i am still coming to terms eith the box scene. its all too much.

#I will reblog this every time it’s on my dash because it is...

Tue, 29 May 2012 19:51:40 -0400

#I will reblog this every time it’s on my dash because it is the most beautiful video of Darren ever put into existence

words can just not fathom.

The Amazon preview of The Land of Stories by Chris Colfer

Mon, 28 May 2012 18:46:32 -0400

voldified:

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the fandom's reaction to glee

Wed, 23 May 2012 10:01:29 -0400

quoth-the-ravenclaw:

at the beginning:

by the end:

AMEN TO THAT

Photo

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 13:17:25 -0400

tommcfly: 1 in a million paper airplane throw! actually...

Wed, 07 Mar 2012 13:59:31 -0500

tommcfly:

1 in a million paper airplane throw!

actually amazing :D

Higher quality video of Darren and Kermit’s duet

Sun, 26 Feb 2012 19:01:25 -0500

Higher quality video of Darren and Kermit’s duet

this is the most amazingly beautiful thing i have ever seen....

Sun, 12 Feb 2012 13:31:44 -0500

this is the most amazingly beautiful thing i have ever seen. darren, please come to my hospital while im in work. please.

Nice paparazzi are nice! (x) #people who accidently didn’t...

Sat, 11 Feb 2012 16:03:35 -0500

Nice paparazzi are nice! (x)

#people who accidently didn’t become a kindergarten teacher

this will always remind me of leeds festival 2011. always.

Sat, 28 Jan 2012 07:03:02 -0500

this will always remind me of leeds festival 2011. always.

kissedmequiteinsane: Darren Criss’ closing night speech,...

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 14:13:05 -0500

kissedmequiteinsane:

Darren Criss’ closing night speech, January 22nd, HD Quality.

(It’s taken me two days to upload this, so sorry for the wait. And by all means, gif it or whatever! Just leave me credit and link me to it so I can see!)

oh my goodness. i actually am nearly in tears. darren should never cry. even happy tears.

twisted tales of a typical teen. ♥: News about the bracelets~

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 17:22:03 -0500

twisted tales of a typical teen. ♥: News about the bracelets~:

-daydreamcharm:

I got a cease and desist from Charlene’s team, which means that I can’t sell the Dress and Tie bracelets anymore. However, since I have a lot of them left, from now on, every time you buy both the Another Love Affair and the I Still Think bracelets (or any two bracelets),…

rapidlybecomingobsessed: myhipstaprint02: (12:03pm)Do you...

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 11:05:30 -0500

rapidlybecomingobsessed:

myhipstaprint02:

(12:03pm)
Do you know the coffee shop at 123 4th Avenue between 12th and 13th streets?

(12:20)
I think so?

(12:21)
Yes or no?

(12:23)
Yes.

(12:25)
Okay. I want you to go there and tell them your name. Any time today, but it has to be today.

Today we visited the coffee shop from Little Numbers, Think Coffee. And, just our luck, there was a little sketch on the chalkboard sign that said, “the coffee took my breath away.” Yes, we all ugly cried.

OH MY GODDD