Me and you

sticky this if you love vincento
btw if you don't i'll go back to yellmi
this is not a threat btw
ilu mikmik

>put fusion core in power armor
>after the animation I snap into place where the armor was
>walk around
>it's not there
>making sounds as if i'm in it
>third person
>this

I watched it
The opening sucks, but Im having fun with it

I DONT KNOW WHO I LIKE MORE

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hey are u awake

also what ever happened to zoop

i think i pulled a muscle

my butt hurts

fix it gayboy

why is cait so ****** PERFECT

hi :3

just come back to me
we can make this work

Another really swell thing about American law is how ****** you can be if the police don't like you.
For example: My mom knew a guy who was caught with narcotics in his car.
Some cops pulled him over and when they went back to their cruiser to run his ID he sped off.
They eventually caught him and instead of just charging him with "Resisting arrest" or "Fleeing the scene" they got him with the dozens of red lights and stop lights he passed each as a separate charge.
I don't know what they did with him but that guy is ****** .

>lockdown

therealsuperderpy

i miss u nuthut vincento and all of ya

occy gonna just get a cheapass laptop soon 4real

You are beautiful. The very definition of it. Your long hair, your perfectly toned face. Could it really be that you are perfect? I had a dream of us holding hands miles from here, breaking free of this world, loving truly, the span of a moment, pure love unleashed. And As we stare into the bright light of the moon and time passes without remorse, I know that this dream has come true. We slowly go to sleep as each of us holds hands. I wake first the next morning, noticing your head on my left shoulder and how your smooth, long hair flows like a river over my arm. You sleep so fair, so quiet. With every breath you take I notice more and more that yes, you are the one. I caress the locks of your hair ever so gently. Smooth like silk. You suddenly awake, and smile to see that I am the first thing you see. We talk about things that don't matter, but I really could care less. You are the best I will ever have and I think, no, I KNOW that I am the luckiest man in the world. Oh Takara, a maiden so fair. Your imperfections are perfect. Your voice is melodic, like that of an angel. Your beautiful eyes ever so entrancing, your skin as smooth as that of a newborn's. We are trapped on this island, but neither of us could really care. We are happy, and that is all that really matters. As I stare out into the ocean waves, I imagine our future. Bright, like the sun. We are the perfect couple, and both of us know it. We love each-other unconditionally, and our love is everlasting like the very universe we inhabit. We are never sad, always happy. We never argue, only love. You wish to bear children, but I cannot bring myself to think of polluting something that is so innocent. This does not stop me however, of thinking of how those beautiful beings would be. Three boys, all with the eyes of their mother and the nose of their father. They would be mischievous but we would love them all equally and unconditionally. I would teach them how to fish, and hunt, you would teach them how to love. We would name them; John, Isaac, and Thomas, and they would all grow to be strong and intelligent. As you and I grew older Takara, our love would never wane. It would be as strong if not stronger than the day we both met. With every kiss, every embrace, our love would grow one hundred times stronger than before, and it would further strengthen our already unbreakable bond. I sometimes ask myself if such a vast amount of love could make a human immortal? I certainly hope so, living eternally alongside you would be everything I would ever need. If I could make a wish right now it wouldn't even be for you to fall in love with me, but for me to get the opportunity to meet you. That alone would make my life already one that is fullfilled....

you remind me of hetalia HAHA! i bet you didn't get that