my friend left her window open in her bedroom and came back to find this
look at his self-satisfied little face, the cheeky shit
#also I love how he just lets it happen too #this man has the patience of a saint #he’s so chill #doesn’t give a fuck #he’s just like #yeah sure you can put this thing on my head #I don’t mind #have fun seriously #I’ll just sit here and let it happen #because I’m a six foot four fucking teddy bear #I look like I’ll rip your head from your shoulders #but I’m more likely to give you a cuddle #because I’m Chris fucking Hemsworth
i think we should all wear ponchos on december 21st
if you had the chance to change your fate…
If I ever dated Taylor Swift, I would relate everything to orange.
I would give her orange flowers, I would give her orange love letters, I would say “Orange” instead of hello or love.
Then, if I had to break up with her, I would do it with an orange letter inside an orange.
Good luck writing a song about me now Taylor.
cause nothing rhymes with orange I GET IT