Happy two years, love.
It’s great to have someone I can be 800% dork with.
anniversary
You scum. <3
It started on his couch.
When we were just play partners and nobody knew, we’d be hanging out with friends and he and I would gravitate to the couch. He’d reach over and tickle my feet or pinch me – both of which drove me absolutely crazy.
We spent nights up far too late on that couch talking – one excruciatingly late in particular – and I realized I’d befriended a really special person. I had no idea how important he’d become to me, how much I’d come to care for him, how I would just be so stupidly fond of him.
It’s been a wonderful year and I’m a huge cheeseball and whatever.
Tomorrow is a sappy day on my tumblr
and everybody is gonna have to deal with that.
Thanks for putting up with this for six months, babe.
So, Craftsmate and I celebrate six months next weekend.
And we’ve decided to go on a hike to fulfill a mutual fantasy.
I’m a very lucky girl.
Two years ago I started this silly little blog so I could talk out my thoughts, get over my insecurities and connect with people I had already been reading for some time.
I was twenty, coming out of what I soon realized was a pretty messed up relationship and coming to terms with the fact that I had become depressed. I wasn’t doing things for the right reasons and I wasn’t happy with myself.
I’m not saying this blog fixed things. But I am saying that it is an interesting marker of how things can change in two years. And it certainly wasn’t a detriment: I’ve met wonderful people, learned a lot about myself, and, honestly, above all, grew up.
Thank you for taking this journey with me.
<3, Ivy
A shot found at Art XXXtra.
Well, shit.
I’ve reached my one year milestone on this thing with you perverts.
I’d like to stress how happy and flattered I am that you’ve all joined me for the ride thus far. It has been such a year, I have changed so much, and you’ve all been lovely to me for it.
<3, Ivy