reblog if the person you reblogged this from deserves to be happy this 2017 (or forever)

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

not even risking that shit

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.

who the fuck is Madame Zeroni

Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is

IF YOU LIVE IN FRANCE...

And like East of Eli (Chyler’s husband’s band - she’s usually there too xD) they need 300+ people to click through to the facebook link and say that they’d go by May 5th so they can lock down a venue in Paris on June 2nd. https://twitter.com/eastofeli/status/858991857795186688

existing is exhausting 

Los Angeles

This is gonna be multi-part, but I don’t know how long for xD As long as feels right to tell this story. I wrote this right after watching 13x09 idk as a kinda way to channel my heartbreak xD I like try and think what Amelia would be thinking and feeling when things happen, and because of that fics usually happen xD Here it is :)

It was raining in LA, but it never rained in LA. Amelia had lived there for several years and rain, that was a rare occurrence. Yet, it was raining in LA.

Amelia pulled up her rental car in front of a familiar beach house, stopping the engine and taking out the key. She longed to feel nothing, she longed to get to the point of this where she felt nothing. Right in that moment, she felt everything.

It had taken almost everything she had to write that letter. She didn’t want to, but she also didn’t see any other choice. She loved Owen with her whole entire being. Her heart beat harder when she was with him, and broke when she wasn’t. She loved him so deeply that she had felt that it was for the best. She had taken a leave of absence from work and headed straight back to the house in order to explain everything that was about to happen.

It took a good 45 minutes for her to write six sentences, because she just couldn’t get the words out. She couldn’t face him either, not yet, not now. She had dropped the biggest bombshell on him, and it wasn’t fair for her to become the anchor attached to his ankle dragging him down. She didn’t know how to handle herself, she didn’t know how to handle everything she was feeling, she needed to get away.

She got out of the car and headed over to the front door, hoping at least someone was home since she hadn’t actually called first to say she was coming. She had just packed up and left.

She pressed in the doorbell and listened to it ring from the other side of the door. She pushed herself up onto the tips of her toes, and back down again. Up and down, up and down, three times before peering through the glass to see if anyone was coming to the door. Then she saw someone, someone coming closer and closer and then opening the door.

Amelia blinked and looked up. Standing in front of her was Addison. The sister who meant more to her than any of the women she was related to by blood.

Addison just stood for a few seconds, unable to really believe what she was seeing. A slightly wet, small, dark haired, blue-eyed, still basically looking exactly the same as the last time she had seen her, Amelia Shepherd.

“Addie…” Amelia sighed, looking up at Addison and trying not to let any tears leak out.

Addison knew within a split second that this wasn’t a happy visit. There was pain in Amelia’s voice, pain that she rarely let anyone see. Pain that she tried so hard to hide. She put her arm around Amelia’s now wet shoulders and lead her inside, shutting the door behind them.

“Tell me everything.” Addison said, walking with Amelia over to the couch and sitting down.

So my twinsie wrote this amazing fic and I’m gonna pretend that everything in this fic is what is going to happen for real. Cause she only writes amazing things. And I want Amelia to be happy. And i want Omelia to be happy. Please make that happen twinsie <3

Caterina with her Grey’s Family

I made a thing… Listen, like, do things you deem necessary. Thanks!

(greysukay)

Yup. She did it againg.  Thank you PPA.

Tips That Can Save Your Kid’s Life.

relationships are so overrated..

reblog if you’ve been single since 1658

Don't kill yourself, please.

If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.

If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.

You just saved mine.

nevermindthepanic (via wnq-writers)

Not mine, just my edit

Nicholas Sparks (via what-strange-lives-we-live)

Meredith Grey

Season 1 || Season 13

THIS IS PERFECT, I LOVE IT