George didn't expect much of his life. He come to be rather complacent with the ways things had turned out to be. He wasn't unhappy, per se, just very uninspired by the world around him. He found himself with little more than vague enthusiasm towards a select few things in his life. Perhaps he'd thought he was okay with that, and that he'd live his life amounting to very little at all. Perhaps he really had thought that, but that was before he'd met Matty. Matty didn't expect much of himself. He'd fall out of trust with the world, and came to bury the person he'd once been deep inside himself, under a mess of arrogance and over spoken ideas about the way things should be. Everything was bullshit - love, family, being a 'functioning member of society', and perhaps it didn't look like he was ever going to get far with his life. Perhaps he'd thought he was okay with that: with locking up who he really was inside everything he'd wanted to be. Perhaps he really had believed that, but that was before he'd met George. Neither of them had much cared for change, but the thing was that change never did stop to ask for your opinion before it happened.

sighs idk what this is. gonna post art which you can also (most of the time) find on @/deadringerrr on instagram (#shameless selfpromotion always) so idk y im making this oh well. basically im copying everyone i feel so bad for making this im so sorry pls dont hate me. goodnight lots of nudity u have been warned peace, love, suck a dick -zoo

(this was an april fools joke) phil lester is bullied and broken everyday, he's different - he sees monsters in normal people around him, and kindness and love in the real monster. it all begins when he takes a different route home after school one day and gets lost in the woods at night and meets a beautiful kind of monster: tall, white, beautiful, and slender - just like those girls that get notes on tumblr.

facts about smol troye sivan #72 in RANDOM (16.05.25) all rights reserved © woahdaddyash 2016

Matty's not co-dependent, exactly, just very attached, and he's coping, and it's not like anything's happened, except so much happened all at once, because George is allowed to have girlfriends, because Matty and George were never exclusive, they were never anything really, it's just that Matty would like to think that there was something, and that that something was more than wishful thinking, but he reckons it's too late for that now. And it was bad enough seeing George kiss her. Maybe it would have been fine if he'd just reacted like a normal person about it, but no, Matty didn't speak to anyone for days, and George moved out to live with her, like Matty can blame him, and Matty's had what is easily the most depressing four months of his life, because it's come to the point where he's pretty sure he hates George, except, he doesn't, not really, because it's Matty's fault, if anyone's, even though he's yet to get his head around it. But then before Matty really knows what's happening George has broken up with his girlfriend, and needs somewhere to stay for a while before he can sort things out, and Ross is just kind enough to volunteer Matty's house - he has a spare room, after all. It used to be George's room, after all.

yes that is a picture of charlie simpson on the cover

it's the sequel to my old rant book that people still read,, why though © hailey 2016

MIchael thinks it's going to be just another boring night. But then he meetS Megan Clifford and his life will never be the same ........................... But falling in love isn't so easy when you live worlds apart......

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

Journal of poor little Conchobar Tommo?