marythemathmusician asked:
Iris, buttercup, California poppy, lilac
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Iris: I think my favorite myth is just the idea of fairies living in the woods like when I was a kid I would build little fairy houses in this waterfall and I think it’s cute
Buttercup: pastels for sure
California poppy: even numbers
Lilac: fairy for sure bc the ocean is scary
marythemathmusician asked:
Carnation and jasmine
Carnation: I would love to see an ed sheeran concert
Jasmine: idk I’m angsty currently so I’ll go with no color looks best on me ?? I do like pastels but sometimes it makes me look to pink and I know you like that one green shirt I have
I love that my nails are healthy and strong.
I love that my hair isn’t falling out in clumps.
I love that my stomach is not in constantly in knots.
I love that I’m not continuously in a brain fog.
I love that I don’t feel like I’m going to pass out all the time.
You know what caused all of this?
Food.
bernie is verbally begging his supporters to vote for hillary and ensure a liberl presidency and hillary blatantly mentioned a promise to include bernie in her policies and gave him the credit for permanently changing the landscape for the party and his impact on young voters and bernie babies still wont get a grip and vote
Summer vs. Winter
- Summer: *Sleeps with 40 blankets, 3 heating pads, and 2 portable heaters*
- Winter: *Sleeps with 41 blankets, 4 heating pads, and 3 portable heaters*
cheating is not “bound to happen” i’ve been alive almost 24 years and not once have i ever thought “hey i wonder what it’d be like to go outside of my relationship and destroy a persons self esteem and ability to trust”
never bitch
cheating is an active choice. its not second nature. and if it is second nature to you, then you need to do some real soul searching and figure out what the fuck went wrong in your life
i am gay and cold. reblog if you are also gay and cold
We were in the grocery store. You wanted ice cream even though it was cold out. You couldn’t decide which flavour and I was teasing you able being so indecisive sometimes. I suggested we just buy every flavour in the store and you laughed. It was the kind of laugh I could listen to for the rest of my life. You said I was silly and you kissed me, pressed against me so I could feel how cold the top of your nose was. You were only in sweats, hair so messy from being in bed all afternoon. And in that moment I knew I loved you more than anyone else I had ever loved. In that moment I knew you were my once in a lifetime. And yet all we were doing was looking for ice cream.
Looking for Ice Cream | Courtney Peppernell, Pillow Thoughts (via itsonlyyforever)
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.
- me: *throws an entire pineapple into lake* i wish to speak with the harvest goddess
- park ranger: maam this is private property you need to leave