He said to me, ‘You’re perfect,
and I want you to be mine.’
But I felt I wasn’t worthy,
and to be perfect, I need time.
I knew it would be worth it,
and I could be better if I tried.
Then he got tired of waiting,
and I watched my chance go by.
a post where I explain with images how foxes are the best thing ever, and how if you disagree you are obviously wrong
"no homo" I whisper as I look at my garden of pea plants. The progeny had expressed a 1:2:1 ratio of phenotypes. I am Gregor Mendel.
This joke is lethal
I’ve got an open mind. I say I’m an atheist but I wouldn’t mind being visited by a ghost, I’d be open to the experience.
wtf kind of turtle is that
science of tumblr can you please explain this