And as the King was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown
Hey. Rachel. 23. England. Blog recipe: mix equal parts tv, attractive celebrities and funny things together until ridiculous, stir in a scoop of politics and bake until a fangirl consistency is achieved. Sprinkle liberally with stupid text posts and serve with a side of feels.
“I was too nervous…It was a ridiculous thought for me to be closeted and terrified of being discovered, and then date the most famous lesbian in the world. It wasn’t going to happen. I had such a long way to go before I could even be seen in public with a woman, much less be seen in public with that one,” Portia said. “It wasn’t until I met Ellen that I was floored by my own feelings. It was like an arrow through my heart. I was hers from the moment she first held me. It seems crazy after denying my feelings for women for so many years that in an instant, I fell in love; and loving her, saved me.”
So when people ask me whether being in the White House has changed my husband, I can honestly say that when it comes to his character, and his convictions, and his heart, Barack Obama is still the same man I fell in love with all those years ago … And I didn’t think it was possible, but today, I love my husband even more than I did four years ago…even more than I did 23 years ago, when we first met. I love that he’s never forgotten how he started. - Michelle Obama
#actually ruining the sanctity of marriage #no wonder homophobes fear gay marriage so much #you’ll never be as perfect as NPH/DB
“David first proposed to me five years ago on the actual street corner where we met. We were on our way to an event at an Indian casino 45 minutes out of town in a limousine, and David wanted to stop for some reason that I didn’t quite get. I thought he wanted to get some booze or something. And then he got on one knee and proposed, and I was so freaked out by it that I said, “Yes,” but I didn’t know what it meant. Then I got the ring and loved it, and a year later, on Valentine’s Day, I proposed to him in Santa Monica. That was four years ago. The callus on my right hand is long-formed—and not from masturbation. I’m dying to move over to the other hand. I’d also like to call him my husband. I’m not the biggest fan of the word “partner”: It either means that we run a business together or we’re cowboys. “Boyfriend” seems fleeting, like maybe we met two weeks ago. I’ve been saying “better half” for as long as I’ve been able to. I think it’s a little self-deprecating and clearly defines that we’re in a relationship, but it would be nice to say “my husband.” -Neil Patrick Harris
Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka attend the 66th Annual Tony Awards at The Beacon Theatre on June 10, 2012 in New York City.
