I love blogs that you can scroll through and get a really clear picture of the person who runs it in your head.
I’ve learned that if your mom wants to spend time with you you drop what you’re doing and spend time with her
I just got back from having my Tragus pierced! The lovely Heather did this. It is a turquoise stone. I went with my mom to Almighty Studios where we both got something done (hers was a string of stars down her back). 10/10 would recommend.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
e. e. cummings
If you didn’t cry alone in your bed at night listening to Teardrops on My Guitar at least once in high school, you’re wrong.
There are a few individuals on tumblr who seem to just really like me and my posts for some reason. Not sure why, but GODDAMN BLESS YOUR SOULS.
So today was my birthday and my boyfriend made me a bookshelf. Like literally got wood and paint and made me one. He covered it in some of my favorite quotes and he painted pictures onto it.
Like, how sweet is that?
It is so weird to believe that another human being likes me enough to actually go to the trouble of making me something that requires a lot of effort and interest in my life to pull off.
I love her