the-goddamazon:

aterribleidea:

owlapin:

hay-needle:

Do you slip it on him tail first?

nah i just hold it open and he crawls in

i think i just died my heart just melted right out from my ribsoh noooooooooooooooo

OMG IS THAT A SNAKE SWEATER


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A month has gone by,
And I’m waking to your touch
Each and every morning.
Whether it be physical, or with words.
I am truly blessed that the universe
Has graced me with you.
Each time I kiss you
I can taste our first apartment,
Our first house,
Our 3 A.M. baby alarm clocks,
Our retirement.
I may not write to you much,
But you’re still, and always will be,
In my thoughts and heart.
I need you.
I need us.
I love you.

Andrew Pagano
Dearest Emily.

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It was a Wednesday afternoon,
And the sun was going down.
We were laying in your bed
Facing each either with little being said
Between our sighs of happiness,
And brief moments of sleep.
A feeling struck my stomach.
How it usually does when I am nervous.
That was the day
When I first told you those three words.
And I feel the same way
Almost two years later.

Andrew Pagano (via poems-by-pagano)

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Anonymous asked:
how old r u

i am 10 + 9 year yung


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My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name: Arthas. My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon of righteousness. Remember, our line has always ruled with wisdom and strength. And I know you will show restraint when exercising your great power. But the truest victory, my son, is stirring the hearts of your people. I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end, you shall be King.

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