You must write every single day of your life. You must lurk in libraries to...– Ray Bradbury (via baribeautiful)
in the bookstore.
Me: I really like when we tell each other everything. Him: Everything? Me: Yeah. Him: I really wanted to make out with you in the spirituality section.
Natalie, do you have AIM or something?
nathen: I cant talk today though, I have to go to the doctors in 5 hours so I need sleep. In fact, who all has AIM and would be willing to give me the screen name? I do, it’s starrydinosaur I’m not on often, but i’ll try to log on more. Sleep is a good idea. I’m not going to be awake much longer, either. Hope it goes well.
today was amazing, aside from my combustible words and velvet-fueled worries. I got to fill my eyes with Trevor upon waking. We went to the bookstore, where i coated our small round table in books spilling forth secrets of astrology, moon spells, and creative visualization. I was in that kind of mood. He balanced out the thousands of words with a donut and a Starbucks drink. He read “How...
Secrets have slipped under tongues and washed onto shore, anxiety has grown wings and legs, i feel weary and gnawed on, sounds can chip away at me like they used to, and my mom and i have become so distant. (there’s no poetic way around it) This time last year, she was telling me first kiss stories and we would talk about everything. What snags my eyelashes is it’s me that’s...
Australian 'angel' saves lives at suicide spot →
givemesomethingtoread: In those bleak moments when the lost souls stood atop the cliff, wondering whether to jump, the sound of the wind and the waves was broken by a soft voice. “Why don’t you come and have a cup of tea?” the stranger would ask.
I want bread pudding.
unlonely: ben-alexander: I’ve never even tasted it before and the bitch I hate the most out of anyone is making it on Food Network. Now the real question is which of you will make it for me. Bread pudding is the best fucking thing ever and my roommate (and her mom!) kept making fun of me because I love it. Apparently it’s “old lady food” or something. Whatever, it’s seriously good stuff...
30 days of Pictures Challenge
ssscuttlebuttt: Day 01 - A picture of yourself Day 02 - A picture of what you wore today Day 03 - A picture of what you did today Day 04 - A picture of where you went today Day 05 - A picture of your morning Day 06 - A picture that inspires you Day 07 - A picture that makes you cry Day 08 - A picture of yourself Day 09 - A picture of what you had for lunch Day 10 - A picture of what you like to...
I didn't know hearts could get hungry.
Enter for delicious food! →
flowers in jars, glitter on scars.
My eyes are slurring images and my thoughts are blurred with words. Working on Trevor’s card is so much fun, but i’m tired.
please ask/tell me something! →