April 2011
March 2011
“If you see a faery ring
In a field of grass,
Very lightly step around,
Tiptoe as you pass;
Last night faeries frolicked there,
And they’re sleeping somewhere near.” —William Shakespeare (via moonsiren)
In a field of grass,
Very lightly step around,
Tiptoe as you pass;
Last night faeries frolicked there,
And they’re sleeping somewhere near.” —William Shakespeare (via moonsiren)
Joregg,
I know I’ve been just as far away as you have recently, but it’s hard to get my mind completely around any one thing these days. You know what that’s like.
I’m sorry I’ve been doing such a bad job of being an adoring boyfriend, and doting mother and estranged uncle. I’m sorry I haven’t slapped your booty or tousled your hair or called you a vagabond for your ripped jeans. I’m sorry if that’s making you feel self-conscious. Just don’t think about it too much.
Please don’t forget me far away in Californialand. I won’t forget you here, either.
yeah, yeah, sure.
hnnh
Listen
gwenythsmellslikesweetsummerrain:
Prove you’re a 90’s kid and just listen.
ON THE PLAYGROUND, SINGIN THIS SHIT MAN
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