okayyy can everybody stop talking shit about ppl who give their dogs and cats all-vegan diets, i fed my cat all raw vegan food since he was a kitten and he lived a very happy four years :)
this bitch murdered her own cat
If I ever get married, our vows better be based on the Team Rocket motto.
I vow to protect you from devastation.
To unite our privates and feel sensation.
To pronounce you as my one true love,
and see the glitter of your eyes in the stars above.
Team Rocket, married, committed for life!
Pronounce us now, as husband and wife!
This is the best thing I’ve seen on Tumblr today.
So basically love feels like when you eat too much ice cream and cotton candy, and overload on soda at the fair. You know it’s. Good idea and you can’t really help it because it tastes so sweet, and then you try to get I your ride and you’re waiting and waiting and waiting and you’re finally on and you’re singing round and round and you see fast glimpses of people eating ice cream and cotton candy and sode and it makes you sick and ruins the ride for you. And then every time you see a ferris wheel or roller coaster you get this sick feeling in your tummy like you’re about to puke all over again. And it burns your throat and it burns your heart and it gives you a tummy ache that no pills can fix. And you know the feeling will pass because it doesn’t last forever but at the moment it seems like forever and you just can’t get that vile feeling out of your throat and you’re sure you can’t make it through one more ride. But then you go home, and you’re fine again, and things are chill. And days or weeks or months or ever years later you find yourself eating ice cream again. Waiting to spin way too fast and get sick all over again.