Anyways Jax Teller Is The Type Of Man To Go To The Premiere Of The Blair Witch Project In 1999

Sons of Anarchy needs an entire spinoff that focuses solely on SAMBEL.

When your favorite fanfic writer deletes their work

Oscar Tully, you funky little pocket-sized kiddo, you just humbled THE Daemon Targaryen and walked him like a dog in front of all the River Lords and it was the most beautifully bitchy thing I've ever seen holy fuck do it again

Phoebe Bridgers photographed by Paul Mescal

The bond between a girl and her favorite fictional man? That shit’s toxic, but in the best way. It’s this messed-up, all-consuming obsession where she’ll go to war for a man who doesn’t even exist—like, literally fight someone for talking shit about him. She knows he’s a red flag with legs, but she’s ready to unpack his trauma and let him ruin her life, because he gets her in ways real guys never could. He’s everything she wants and everything she should probably stay the hell away from, but fuck it. It’s not about logic; it’s about the fantasy of someone who’s so broken, they’d burn the whole world down just to love her.

It’s painful, because she knows he’ll never be real, but that doesn’t stop her from falling harder every damn time she opens the book, watches the show, or reads another fanfic. And yeah, it hurts like hell, but it’s a beautiful kind of hurt. The kind that makes her want to scream and cry and laugh all at once.

Because no real guy could ever compare to that kind of perfectly fucked-up perfection. (And cause he will fuck you till you can't think straight)

crying screaming throwing up because i will never have what robert smith and mary poole have

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One thing abt Tullys…they will not hold their tongue no matter what lizard u flew in on 🖤