What’s up tipsy selfies. 
I’ve been sippin.
You should be listening to Drunk In Love during all of these posts right now. (Loooooooooooooooove)

Daddy I want you.
My friend Sass said she could tell it was me getting hit because she could hear giggling. 
That sounds about right. 

What’s up tipsy selfies. 

I’ve been sippin.

You should be listening to Drunk In Love during all of these posts right now. (Loooooooooooooooove)

Daddy I want you.

My friend Sass said she could tell it was me getting hit because she could hear giggling. 

That sounds about right. 

Bunnies lead with their hearts. It makes them easy prey.It makes them hard to forget. 

Art by Chiara Bautista

Bunnies lead with their hearts. 
It makes them easy prey.
It makes them hard to forget. 

Art by Chiara Bautista

We talked about it for weeks, going over scenarios, connecting with feelings, reassuring each other and checking in. 
"Is this okay?"
"Yeah it’s okay."
But then when it happened, it wasn’t okay. 
I wasn’t okay. 
Nothing was okay.
It was a dark place; questioning motives, feeling broken, re-evaluating my entire values system. 
Sometimes things don’t go the way you’ve planned. 
Sometimes the best laid plan can’t prepare you for how it’s really gonna feel when you let go and can’t breathe because you’ve lost the plot.
Some things hurt more than you could possibly imagine. 

But then you survive. 
And you hear the birds chirping at dawn. And even though you’ve been up all night, your heart like raging coals, your pulse throbbing in your hands, your eyes wide open in the dark you remember that you asked for this. 
And this pain, too, shall pass. 

We talked about it for weeks, going over scenarios, connecting with feelings, reassuring each other and checking in. 

"Is this okay?"

"Yeah it’s okay."

But then when it happened, it wasn’t okay. 

I wasn’t okay. 

Nothing was okay.

It was a dark place; questioning motives, feeling broken, re-evaluating my entire values system. 

Sometimes things don’t go the way you’ve planned. 

Sometimes the best laid plan can’t prepare you for how it’s really gonna feel when you let go and can’t breathe because you’ve lost the plot.

Some things hurt more than you could possibly imagine. 

But then you survive. 

And you hear the birds chirping at dawn. And even though you’ve been up all night, your heart like raging coals, your pulse throbbing in your hands, your eyes wide open in the dark you remember that you asked for this. 

And this pain, too, shall pass. 

(Source: weheartit.com)

"Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness."
— Katherine Henson (via kvtes)

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“But I have infinite tenderness for you. 
I always will. 
All my life long.”
-Blue is the Warmest Color


The Heart Collector by Huebucket
But I have infinite tenderness for you.
I always will.
All my life long.
-Blue is the Warmest Color

The Heart Collector by Huebucket

"Even if you weren’t on my mind already, the universe made sure that you would be."
(Morning texts from Daddy)

"Even if you weren’t on my mind already, the universe made sure that you would be."

(Morning texts from Daddy)

The sales assistant offered to find something in another size for me, so I had some time to kill in the change room. 

The sales assistant offered to find something in another size for me, so I had some time to kill in the change room. 

(Source: herdirtylittleheart)

The robin’s nest was knocked down in the storm. We did what we could but it was too late, they didn’t make it through the night. Nature is a wild beast, I know this, but it still hurts when little things don’t get a chance.
"But I don’t want them to be dead," says the small quivering voice.
"I know sweetie, but their time on this Earth as little birdies is over."
(How else do you explain?)
We will have a proper funeral in our garden, and pout that life just isn’t fair sometimes. 

By Lora Zombie

The robin’s nest was knocked down in the storm. We did what we could but it was too late, they didn’t make it through the night. Nature is a wild beast, I know this, but it still hurts when little things don’t get a chance.

"But I don’t want them to be dead," says the small quivering voice.

"I know sweetie, but their time on this Earth as little birdies is over."

(How else do you explain?)

We will have a proper funeral in our garden, and pout that life just isn’t fair sometimes. 

By Lora Zombie

(Source: fc05.deviantart.net)

Ways to Procrastinate Actual Work:
Do some internet shopping for cute clothes you can’t afford. 
Rationalize that this shirt is too perfect NOT to buy….
Design a bunch of new stitching projects using this handy-dandy tool.
Try to print them off so you can start a little one since you don’t feel like doing any Actual Work.
Realise your printer is fucked and needs to be re-installed.
Jam up your laptop with that process so you are unable to do any Actual Work even if you wanted to. 
Make tea.
Text Daddy.
Whine a little (just a little because it’s not like you wanted to do Actual Work anyway…)
Look at bums on tumblr then make a post about how incredibly unproductive you are. 

Ways to Procrastinate Actual Work:

  1. Do some internet shopping for cute clothes you can’t afford. 
  2. Rationalize that this shirt is too perfect NOT to buy….
  3. Design a bunch of new stitching projects using this handy-dandy tool.
  4. Try to print them off so you can start a little one since you don’t feel like doing any Actual Work.
  5. Realise your printer is fucked and needs to be re-installed.
  6. Jam up your laptop with that process so you are unable to do any Actual Work even if you wanted to. 
  7. Make tea.
  8. Text Daddy.
  9. Whine a little (just a little because it’s not like you wanted to do Actual Work anyway…)
  10. Look at bums on tumblr then make a post about how incredibly unproductive you are. 

(Source: charmingtwinkle)

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