Jon Stewart Goes After Fox in Powerful Ferguson Monologue
Her breathing was starting to hurt even more and becoming more ragged. “S-Styx… You know about Styx..? Who are you?” The pain was slowly getting worse and, if this continued, she would end up blacking out again. “Okay, if you’re….planning on helping….you should really hurry it up, hero boy…” She looked over at him through half-open eyes.
"Yeah, I’m trying," he screeched to a stop outside his apartment. Hopefully no one else was home. He hopped out of the car, raced around to her side, and opened her door. "Here," he muttered, helping her out and putting her arm around his neck.
"Hey, do you have a light?"
So one time my dad bought a skeleton for Halloween, and one day he decided to place it in the kitchen to scare me and it went too far…
Ugh she is so perfect and I looooooove her, stahp.
… is her dress/pose based off Botticelli’s “Birth of Venus”?!
Or she’s just feeling modest?
She let her head fall back against the seat, groaning at the pounding in it. “Honda….you the one….that ran me over, then?” One hand rested on her ribs, the other was limp in her lap. Pain was something Alyx had gotten used to but it had been a while since she had felt so much of it at once. “You planning on….taking me somewhere?”
"Uh, yeah…I was going to take you where I can hopefully help you," he said, before realizing how that sounded, "N-not…not kidnapping you. I swear. Or anything illegal. I swear on Styx."
I feel like I should reblog this every day.
I’m hilariously bad at this and at holding a normal conversation so
i wanna feel how dogs feel when you let them go in a big field
Majestic motherfucking creatures they are