I have a name, a heartbeat, and a soul.
I don't know who I am, or where I'm going, and that's both beautiful and scary.
I believe everybody deserves to be somebody's everything.
I'm a starving student living in Edmonton, AB.

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tea, kisses, good books, video games, sunrises, the living dead, documentaries, libraries, good books, long naps, star wars, good debates, politics, tattoos, film photography, daisies, cupcakes, reality television, acoustic music, IKEA, aviation, amusement parks, mary jane, long conversations, comfortable silences, spontaneous adventures, lazy days, hockey, sexuality, individuality, comfy sweaters, the 50's, black and white movies, biographies, game shows, transformers, the cold side of the pillow, nintendo memorabilia, thrift stores, puzzles, big cities, road trips, beautiful women, love stories, the smell of vanilla, the color purple, skeleton keys, moccasins, cuddling, infomercials

"On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence."

"1. I don’t like folding laundry or talking about my emotions. I’m likely to leave both scattered all over.
2. I’m not much for cooking but there will always be coffee.
3. I’ll wear anything of yours with sleeves. I love when they’re long enough to wrap around my hands.
4. Sometimes the world is too harsh, too big. It’s hard to leave the house on days like those.
5. When I was sick as a kid my mom would run a bath for me and wash my hair. It was always so soothing. Maybe you could do that every once in a while.
6. I find it difficult to finish most things. My room is home to countless journals of incomplete thoughts.
7. I won’t love you any less in December. I think my heart just wasn’t meant for the cold.
8. I never truly know why I’m crying so don’t bother to ask, simply be there.
9. There’s whiskey in the medicine cabinet.
10. If things get terribly bad, please don’t give up. Get me in the car and drive to the sea. The waves beneath my toes will wake me up and I’ll be yours again."

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Things to know before promising you’ll stay - CS (via chaeronea)

melted

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"1. I don’t like folding laundry or talking about my emotions. I’m likely to leave both scattered all over.
2. I’m not much for cooking but there will always be coffee.
3. I’ll wear anything of yours with sleeves. I love when they’re long enough to wrap around my hands.
4. Sometimes the world is too harsh, too big. It’s hard to leave the house on days like those.
5. When I was sick as a kid my mom would run a bath for me and wash my hair. It was always so soothing. Maybe you could do that every once in a while.
6. I find it difficult to finish most things. My room is home to countless journals of incomplete thoughts.
7. I won’t love you any less in December. I think my heart just wasn’t meant for the cold.
8. I never truly know why I’m crying so don’t bother to ask, simply be there.
9. There’s whiskey in the medicine cabinet.
10. If things get terribly bad, please don’t give up. Get me in the car and drive to the sea. The waves beneath my toes will wake me up and I’ll be yours again."

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Things to know before promising you’ll stay - CS (via chaeronea)

melted

(via sayyoulovemeback)

(Source: fraggybird, via theideal-life)

Hello, tumblr.
I haven’t been around much in the last…18 months. A lot has changed in that time. I’m no longer depressed, unemployed, dating a loser who treats me like shit, or addicted to any thing. In fact, I’m working a steady full time job and I’m healthier than I’ve ever been, both emotionally and physically. I’m engaged to the my soul mate, a perfect southern gentleman who takes my breath away. In October of last year, he got down on one near and asked me to marry him while playing in the ocean at Folly Beach on my first trip to visit him and his family in South Carolina. We’re planning our wedding for this fall, and I’ll be moving to Georgia to start our lives together in the hearth of southern paradise. 
I no longer feel attached to this blog, or the person that wrote it, but for those of you who are interested I’ve started a new blog
@fullfr0ntal-n3rdity, if you want to continue to follow the life and shenanigans of yours truly.
xoxox

fayedaniels:

They are ruining marriage, by setting the bar WAY too fucking high. 

I adore them so much

I can’t even handle how much I love this.

(via g33kgasm)

dance-into-a-daydream:

im-lonely-youre-lovely:

gyzym:

sheafrotherdon:

the look on their faces though. its like “omfg, charles. charles, charles. THE HUMAN IS WAVING. WAVE BACK, HURRY.”

This is the best thing I have ever seen

BEARS

reblogging again because I cannot fucking contain myself so cute

omgggggg

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"If you’re having world problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but a Mitt ain’t one."

- Jay-Z’s new lyrics for Obama’s Ohio rally. (via popculturebrain)

matthewtboswell:

never forget

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spookytastic:

anyone want some snacks? a soda?

spookytastic:

anyone want some snacks? a soda?

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