ARCHIVED.

find me under the same url with a new start.

again popping onto say that im @teerible and if ur ok with a personal blog following you give this a like

ok so idk honestly how active im gonna be here, maybe when im in a better place mental health wise but if u want my personal i’ll just leave it hanging here @teerible

also are ppl here even comfortable being followed by a personal blog? or do u have ur own

iuriis 

Make me a starter, bitch

strangely enough i dont feel comfortable going with random ic stuff on the personal blog but i dont feel comfy being here either bc i havent been here much to begin with it’s a Struggle

still alive but barely breathing.script_voice_mp3

Is Capo and Eileen finally fucking over? :V

lmao the exact opposite. I don’t know why you had the need to blurt this out in my face and what kind of reaction you wanted from me but --- Sorry not sorry they are actually the only thing keeping me creative and the only thing I can say I love to plot about at the moment because I have already put, together with becca, so much effort into them.

Lmao go be petty elsewhere.

boi how does one find the reason to come back here

My & @tenxcious ‘s babies. Can’t believe it’s been a year of them. A year!!! I love them so much. Look at his hair. So good. I love them.

I’ve been rather productive.

Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.

Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via 5000letters)

…In my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.

William Shakespeare, Hamlet (via theunrequitedlover)

your local whatever, back? maybe, maybe. at least my exams are over and done with.