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Welcome to my blog!I'm Daphne, an Italian girl who's currently studying Japanese.Here I will talk about Otomes, my current obsession, and I will post my art, but sometimes I reblog random funny stuff!My soulmate is Captain Alan from Pirates in Love (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)Feel free to ask anything else!See ya!
Headcanon: Roberto gets everyone to download snapchat and Keith is a general boof with it.
What started as a trainwreck idea ended in sure disaster haha. Admit it, you wanted to see Keith making a duckface too ❤❤
I’m sure Roberto is regretting his idea xD
Rukia with her stuff animals obsessions!!
Sharing a bit of how many story I have managed to get from Koi Cafe so far.
Uuuuh I see Sieg bby!! *^*
If this is how he is going to be in his route, than i’m waiting for him too lol
I’ve found my bias.
Imagine your favorite Voltage guy writing fanfiction about you
No idea what he is saying, but look at that face ahah
He’s talking about your underwear xD I think he finds it funny or maybe cute? I dunno cause he just says “Anny’s underwear of today” xD
In case you’re not on Twitter, Kubo’s response to the recent The Simpsons episode with Marge as Rangiku.
"ほんとだ。" > “Hontoda.” > “Yes, really.” / “It is true.”
how most people see ichigo:
how i see ichigo:
all women were bigger and stronger than you
and thought they were smarter
women were the ones who started wars
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
in a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
“The truth about impotence”
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”
you had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job
you couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running
And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.
For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, written 20 years ago by Carol Diehl.
She wrote a post about the history of this poem that is worth reading.