Zombie attack, human braid, and necrophilia.
Nice names for the things I’ve done.
SOMEONE COME OVERRR.
We generally fall asleep in Zombie Attack, actually sleep in Invisible Dog, and I wake up to Necrophiliac.
(via dapperprincesebastian)
The baby pocket watch necklace Shane brought back for me from London. It is the most adorable pocket watch for the smallest gentleman. (Taken with instagram)
2000TH POST.
I am dedicating it to Shane because we had our TUMBLRVERSARY last month. Yes, we met each other on Tumblr. Yes, we know the date that we met each other on Tumblr. It reminded me how thankful I am to have found this website, and more importantly how thankful I am to have found this man.
He is my starshine—a stellar brilliance in a seemingly vast and empty night sky.
“Let us begin this letter, this prelude to an encounter, formally, as a declaration, in the old-fashioned way: I love you. You do not know me (although you have seen me, smiled at me). I know you (although not so well as I would like. I want to be there when your eyes flutter open in the morning, and you see me, and you smile. Surely this would be paradise enough?). So I do declare myself to you now, with pen set to paper. I declare it again: I love you.”
— Neil Gaiman
I could use some cuddles please.
(via kitchen-tits)
You know when you’re trying to be constructive. So you sit there and think of all things that have occurred, and things that have bothered you, or things in general, but as you continue to think of these things you realize you’re making yourself upset. Being upset isn’t wrong at all though, but it’s unsettling how powerful thoughts can be. A constant build up, and realization of so many negative small things. Then you wonder how you could possibly constructively talk about such things.
Calm.
I will always admire your ability and your desire to take on everything in your life in a constructive, productive, and positive way.
