Choosing can be hard.
Good thing they’re there to do it for her.
Month: August 2011
Let me tell you a thing or two about deliberate provocation, sweetpea.
Currently sitting around in my panties and ravenously devouring a slice of pizza after a hot shower following a trip to the gym.
Good Lord I just can’t even. It’s just the simple things like this that make me happy as a pig in shit.
Oh, tumblr, friends are such a valuable thing.
I just got back from a nighttime diner run with a good friend. Seated in the booth, we quickly drifted from some stuff that has been bothering us to sheer silliness. We tried to keep our voices down, although we were only a couple of the small handful of people there tonight. However, we were soon a mess of raucous laughter and flailing gestures as we discussed, of all things to talk about at a diner, anal.
Tonight was, in its own weird way, exactly what I needed.
This this this and this.
Cheered. Up. <3
“Tie those horses to the post outside
And let those glass doors open wide
And in their surface, see two young savage things
Barely worth remembering
Feast like pagans, never get enough
Sleep like dead men, wake up like dead men
And when the sun comes try not to hate the light
Someday we’ll try to walk upright
Crawl ‘till dawn on my hands and knees
God damn these bite marks, deep in my arteries.”
I’m feeling pulled taut.
I want to protect her. I want to keep her safe. But I know it’s not my job or my responsibility or my place. And I know it would just make some things much more difficult.
I need to get a muse. Or be a muse. I have all this creative energy lately and I just can’t seem to find an outlet.
Happy Birthday to my darling tumblr girlfriend, Dacry. Your present is waiting outside. You’ll like her. She whines a lot like I do when you’re mean.
<3, Ivy