oh my darling i was born when i met you ( Read more... )

"What Beatrice had done with her face, actually, was what any plain girl could do.
She had overlaid it with dignity, suffering, intelligence, and a piquant dash of bitchiness."

Perfect weekend. Very few ways in which it could have been better ( Read more... )

I'm here, I'm here, I'm sorry I'm late. Days late ( Read more... )

Every time I'm tempted to check Facebook, I write something.

Or read a book.
Or play guitar.
Or find a job.
Or work out.
Or fucking sleep.

I did mushrooms last night and have been having a great deal of trouble reconciling my feelings about it. I've lost my mind's lasso and so and so my words are wandering around the desert. Thankfully, I looked up the lyrics to this song. They fit. Maybe because they're so vague. Anyway, until my words return I'm going to borrow Isaac Brock's ( Read more... )

Yeah, I'm definitely doing this ( Read more... )

a nice heart ( Read more... )

This house just became freezing. It was a matter of minutes before we started complaining ( Read more... )

Good? Bad ( Read more... )