Reblog this if you’re a CrissColfer shipper. No questions, just do. It’ll make sense later.
Oh girl, i love youHi guys! Welcome to Episode 1 of “Will it Crisscolfer?”
Description: Basically, hi and stuff. I cry a lot over cc.
Also I, um, say “fuck” a lot, so. sorry. <3
omg! this is so fucking amazing! really! thanks for doing this! you are the voice of the shippers! Thanks!!
I LOVE YOU
BLESS
Tarot reading,crisscolfer
I went to Tarot reading yesterday. After I finished asking all my personal questions, there’re still a few minutes left so I asked the reader a question about crisscolfer’s relationship. The reader is a nice old lady named Pam. Here is the conversation between us:
Me: There’s this couple who I love and care very much. They’ve been struggling with their relationship lately. Can you see where their relationship is heading?
Pam: Tell me their first names and date of birth
Me: Chris, May 27,Darren Feb 5
Pam: (started to shuffle cards, then show the cards one by one ) Is Jealousy involved between Chris and Darren? Cause I see a lot of Jealousy here.
Me: yes(thinking of M and W)
Pam: I see Loyalty. They love each other and they are committed to each other. But I also see a lot of mental struggling Like they are creating their own drama. They both need to calm down a little to make this relationship works. They want to be together, right?
Me: Yes, they do.(Considering the things happened lately so I asked) But what if one of them is dating someone else or they are both dating other people?
Pam: It doesn’t matter. Whoever they are dating, they don’t love them. They love each other. Just…stop being a drama queen..then they can work this out…
Me: They are idiots…
Pam: Yeah, they are
Pam: They are gay men, aren’t they?
Me:…………………………………………….
Reblog if you love Chris Colfer. After this stops getting notes, I will take a screenshot of this and send it to him so this perfect man knows how loved he is.
Woo!
BITCHES I NEVER REBLOG “REBLOG IF” POSTS.
NEVER,
BUT THIS IS THE ONLY EXCEPTION.
REBLOG THIS,
REBLOG IT LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT.
REBLOG IT LIKE THE KLISS.
REBLOG IT MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY.
DO IT.
DO IT IF YOU LOVE THE BEAUTIFUL MAN.
I LOVE THIS IDEA! Chris you are a much loved man. Keep inspiring many!
“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”
omg yes
lol yes, so then i can shave.
Yes.
reblog it everytime, cause it’s so stunning.
Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!
One minute, 37 seconds.
My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
One minute, 29 secods.
I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
One minute, six seconds.
Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
54 seconds.
Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
30 seconds.
Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
25 seconds.
That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
20 seconds.
I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
19. Faster.
18. Quicker.
17. More rapid.
16. It’s racing.
Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
10 seconds.
The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
5. My heart has given up entirely.
4. I stop walking.
3. Just waiting left.
2. Everything is about to change.
1. Deep breath.0000 d 00 h 00 m 00 s
Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
“Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”That was brilliant.
reblogged this again for the story above.
The story.God<3
ARE YOU ALL AWARE THAT THIS IS FROM A MOVIE?!
