February 2012
15 posts
3 tags
Feb 24th
60 notes
Make today special.
Feb 22nd
25 notes
Anonymous asked: Cool new job?
Feb 22nd
1 note
Anonymous asked: I miss your writing! Why don't you post anymore?
Feb 22nd
10 notes
3 tags
Listenheymikewaskom: So the first thing I thought when...
Feb 22nd
35 notes
2 tags
Feb 21st
22 notes
3 tags
Feb 15th
32 notes
2 tags
Love is a continual interrogation. I don't know of...
Feb 15th
64 notes
YOU ARE LOVED.
Feb 15th
60 notes
4 tags
Feb 14th
212 notes
karmaisonlyabitchwhenyouare asked: I'm almost seventeen years old, and I'm having a baby, beautiful Freya. I'm moving to Paris in August, currently living in Copenhagen. I am having the baby with the most beautiful man I have ever met. If I tell my mom, she'll probably not allow me to go to Paris. If I don't tell her, I'll be lying to the most important person in my life, and she'll never forgive...
Feb 10th
19 notes
2 tags
This bed is emptiest in the morning with out you.
 It’s empty at night, too, but at night I lay down with all of the problems of the day in bed, in my head with me. When I awake, it’s just me, alone with my thoughts of you.  The bed is empty in the morning, I feel so empty in the morning. 
Feb 9th
213 notes
3 tags
Feb 6th
62 notes
1 tag
Sometimes the thought of hearing your voice leads...
 Because it’s just too much to bear.
Feb 3rd
80 notes
2 tags
Use it well. When done, pass it on.
As I looked over the bookshelf my sight aligned with a single green shape. I got up and pulled the book by the top of its spine. It had a familiar shape and feel. The outer martial was soft and rough at the same time. I brushed my hand across the cover, as to wipe of dust from its face. The book read: A Field Guide to Rocks and Minerals. I pulled back the cover and heard the creak of its spine....
Feb 2nd
46 notes