LemonClare

obsessed with the car getting to go to heaven but not Cas

reblog in 30 seconds to find a clay jar of bronze coins

I waited 31 seconds because where the fuck am I going to put a clay jar full of bronze coins I mean honestly.

I saw a sad facebook post from the gay bookstore back in Ann Arbor where I used to live about how they hadn’t sold any books that day so I went on their online store and bought a couple, and while you don’t get #deals like elsewhere online, I’d love it if y’all would consider buying your next gay book from them instead of like, Amazon.

kathy with the scorching tea

Platonic intimacy is seeing your friend’s car in the grocery store parking lot and parking so close to him that he can’t open his door and has the crawl through the passenger’s side.

Platonic intimacy is hot gluing four copies of Resident Evil – Code: Veronica to the ceiling of his hallway closet and seeing how long it takes him to notice that there’s four copies of Resident Evil – Code: Veronica hot glued to the ceiling of his hallway closet.

Platonic intimacy is watching the graceful curve of his body as he stretches in bed, fixating on the strip of skin where his shirt’s pulled up juuuust enough that you can sneeze on his exposed stomach and then run away while he’s distracted and bewildered by how super gross and unnecessary that was.

Platonic intimacy is sending him an e-mail that says, “The Harbinger of Boy Sauce is Upon You,” instead of just, like, texting him and letting him know you’re on your way to help him do his shots.

Platonic intimacy is calling him in the middle of the night and waking him up because you heard a weird noise outside that you’re about to investigate, and you need moral support and also someone to call an ambulance if you end up having to knife fight a racoon.

This is the lucky clover bouquet. Reblog for seven days of good luck!

Y’all laugh but I actually end up doing pretty well once I go to work

“you are. stealink…. my nuts…”

A Baseball Game of Garnets and Fog.

Target of Peridot Sun …Yeah actually that bangs.

A Pharmacy of Emerald Rain

A Target of Opal and Sun

there’s really no heterosexual explanation for this

Me at family gatherings

Tiggers gotta bounce if he wants to taste that honey

Please receive Christ