This is so important.
I honestly think people forget that the church and state are supposed to be separate. Give me one non-religious reason against same sex marriage. One non-religious reason against stem cell research. One non-religious reason against safe abortions. Go ahead.
I HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOREVER THIS IS LITERALLY LIKE MY GO TO ARGUMENT FOR EVERYTHING
why the fuck cant i have a best friend who lives 30 seconds away from me who always comes over and we just stay at each others houses whenever movies are so deceiving
#these two run a country
Emma Stone calls out Andrew Garfield on his bullshit
this is me about 98 percent of the time.
you never realize how boring your life is until someone asks what you like to do for fun.
I love Ellen and Portia! They are literally my heroes in life!!
Oh, but look how “disgusting” gay marriage is. Yes, this is clearly a disgusting and immoral scenario. This is not romantic and adorable and beautiful at all. This is clearly breaking traditional marriage and the world will probably explode from this.
Rose glanced up and gulped. The Doctor had strolled through the doorway, easy as you like, and she stared at the blue striped towel wrapped loosely around his waist.“Doctor.”
He snagged a bottle from the fridge and turned around, raising his pale eyebrows. “Hmm?”
She raised her eyebrows. While Amy and Rory had told them to make themselves at home while they were off with Melody, Rose was pretty sure this wasn’t what they meant. “You’re nude…”
He smirked at her and walked back to the doorway before spinning around, and she looked away quickly as his towel flared out. “Well, yeah.” She looked back up just in time to catch his easy wink. “Care to join me?”
IT’S BECAUSE THEY’RE FRED & DAPHNE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BITTER JEALOUS LONELINESS HOWARD STERN
YES SO GOOD!!!!!
I stand facing the person who helped me. My eyes twitch up, just for a second, to see his face. Tobias, as blank-faced as the rest of them. Was I wrong? Is he not Divergent? Tears spark behind my eyes, and I blink then back as I turn away from him.
People crowd into the car around me, so we stand in four rows, shoulder-to-shoulder. And then something peculiar happens: fingers laced with mine, and a palm presses to my palm.
Tobias is holding my hand.