Marry, fuck, kiss. Send me three names.
What I like about Gordon Ramsay is that he’s very loud and curses a lot but if you actually listen to him he’s like “YOU FUCKING DESERVE TO BE SUCCESSFUL, YOU SHIT, AND I WANT YOUR GODDAMN RESTAURANT TO MAKE YOUR CUSTOMERS HAPPY AND TO MAKE YOU HAPPY, FUCKING FUCK.”
Like, if you didn’t understand the actual words he was saying, you’d think he was a sort of dragon, but it turns out he’s saying really nice things very loudly and angrily
Reblog if you actually like reading.
this doesnt have enough notes…..
Reading Builds Up Your Imagination 🙂
I literally could not scroll past this without reblogging
My followers better reblog this
Who doesn’t love a good book?
Sunday Six
Each Sunday, post six lines from an unfinished fic
Sure, this is what I’m working on right now. It’s a Jack/Castiel chapter from the Rodeo AU (superwood:now with more bull). Yes i realize the first sentence is terrible:
Jack adjusted himself in the saddle, feeling the heaving beast quivering beneath him. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before signaling his readiness.
The gate came open and it was all Jack could do to hold on as the bull arched and twisted, trying to throw off the rider. Jack could only hear the sounds of the bull, could see nothing but the creature beneath him. His heart thumped against his chest as adrenaline pumped in his veins. Faintly, he heard the buzzer sound just as he lost his grip, thrown violently to the ground.
