NEW STORY! “THE FEAR AWAKENED” Hope you enjoy it! :D :D :d :p
About a year ago, I started a personal challenge and stopped right before things started getting crazy. Since then, I’ve learned and grown and ultimately realized I’ve been perfectly fine the way I’ve been. Here’s to loving myself and the rest of the world.
While many people that actions speak louder than words, I don’t exactly believe that they do for me. I understand that you can’t believe every word that comes out a person’s mouth because what they’re saying could be extremely false and then you see him/her totally contradict him/herself in action. However, you can’t believe a damn thing I do more often than not. I know it sounds silly, I can’t prove it if you don’t see it but I have a tendency to pretend I can’t and then blow you away later. Force of habit, I guess. I live my life in almost complete secrecy from my family because I’ve gotten so tired of their condescending tones about how my dreams are invalid. So I don’t let them see what I’m doing. Thus, I don’t let many people see what I’m doing until I’m done doing it. Otherwise, I get extremely anxious.
To add, I will believe every word that comes out of your mouth until you prove to me that I shouldn’t. I expect you to do the same. Because I won’t treat you the way my mind does. Just listen, look away for just a moment and then you’ll see it. Trust me.
"I’ve been looking out a window for 18 years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?"
"It will be?"
"And what if it is? What do I do then? "
"Well, that’s the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream."
Can I just have this on DVD so I can always have a physical copy of it forever? Please.
Because I’ve found a new dream.
LET ME JUST SAY
IF YOU DON’T ALREADY THINK THIS WOMAN IS AN AMAZONIAN PRINCESS
YOU ARE DOING IT TOO WRONG FOR WORDS.
REBLOG EVERY TIME UNTIL IT HAPPENS
you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon
I’m in the kind of mood where reading this made me cry.
Is it weird that I’m reblogging this?
I don’t know what you’re doing right now and who you’re with and if it’s even worth giving two shits about — because you could be lying around watching TV with your dog for all I know — but when you’re out there doing whatever the fuck it is that you do, I’m here looking at the moon.
Whispering how much I fucking love you.
#or you go outside with a glass#bang on the corner of your porch until a crack appears#collect all the water in your glass#bang it on the porch some more#then use your mom’s sitting coconut grater thingy to make chutney
I’M FUCKING CRYING AT THOSE TAGS OH MY FUCKING GOD AHAHAHAHahaHAhdSAKdSKDASLASD
Maybe it’s because I live on an island but this amuses me. But not for any reason other than machete + kamyo definitely trumps screwdriver + hammer + towel.
Giant Gummi Bear dropped into boiling Potassium Chlorate
I love his reaction
like, “Yeah bitches we gonna do some sciOH SHIT TOO MUCH SCIENCE ABORT ABORT FUCK”
Let’s be blunt and brutally honest for a moment:
I am not a perfect Christian. I am flawed. I sin. I still try and snatch control from God. I turn my back on Christ. I hate.
But, these things are being eroded away by grace and love and mercy that stems from the heart of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I adore how this is written
*AGGRESSIVELY FORWARDS TO EVERY GUY I KNOW*
*TIME TRAVELS AND AGGRESSIVELY FORWARDS TO PAST SELF*
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
ABC’s new show, Galavant, for those who can’t get past the region lock on Youtube
I… it… you….
If someone mixed The Princess Bride with Spamalot! and threw in some Blackadder and finished it off with a dash of Mel Brooks, you might get something like this?
i can’t stop smiling
Never like this.