Technically it’s a domestic partnership, not a marriage, and the tattoo is really small.
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
(Source: clairebear83613)
Was watching Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends, when suddenly…
http://best-of-imgur.tumblr.com
do you ever hate someone so much but you don’t even have a valid reason
you’re just like
no
And then they give you a reason and its like