Dear Mom and Dad,
This is what happiness looks like. Sorry you were so miserable in your own lives that you couldn’t allow me a chance at my own. I went out and found it anyway. I miss you, and will miss you even more this holiday season since you won’t allow me to come back home unless I have a woman on my arm. Oh by the way, we’ll still be using the family recipe for the stuffing, I’m sure it’ll be a hit with our friends.
Your son, his boyfriend, and our spoiled cat
this is adorably saddening ;-;
My name is Sylar. Should you find homosexual themes to be slightly offensive in any way, allow me to direct you off my tumblr and to the "back" button from whence you are free to frolic amongst people of more heterosexual tendencies.
french boxes in the school guidance office
To prove a point to my mom, Reblog if you would go to comic con if you could.
THERE WOULD BE NO HESITATION. I WOULD GO THERE IN MY UNDERWEAR IF I HAD TO
I AM COMPLETELY OKAY AND FINE WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT