Shhh… Let us not speak of it.
(AKA “that time Tom was an Herbal Essences model.”)

Shhh… Let us not speak of it.

(AKA “that time Tom was an Herbal Essences model.”)

I'm stubbly now!!

I will accept no hugs from stubbly men!

J/K, I always need hugs.

Yes. I know that feeling.

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When we move, the cat will either need to adapt & become more comfortable with people, or he will flip a shit one too many times & die.

I’m really hoping he gets it together & can live out his days making eye contact with my guests & accepting pets, because I’ve buried two pets in two months & I don’t fancy losing the third.


Emma Watson represents the UN, in her role as UN Women Goodwill Ambassador, in Uruguay where she was campaigning for a higher representation of women in politics.

I was considering saying something pithy about Emma Watson embodying Hermione Granger in real life, but it occurs to me that Emma Watson is the graceful, strong woman who used that inner fire & light to breathe life into a literary character portrayed on screen. I really am in awe of her.

Emma Watson represents the UN, in her role as UN Women Goodwill Ambassador, in Uruguay where she was campaigning for a higher representation of women in politics.

I was considering saying something pithy about Emma Watson embodying Hermione Granger in real life, but it occurs to me that Emma Watson is the graceful, strong woman who used that inner fire & light to breathe life into a literary character portrayed on screen. I really am in awe of her.

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contraception:

a support group for people who started saying YAAAAAAS ironically and now can’t stop

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It appears that my friend has bailed on me for brunch tomorrow, which is probably for the bests because I have a lot that I want to get done before C comes for date night…

I seem to cry a lot. If I liked name-brand tissues, I’d consider investing, but I find I invariably prefer the store brand.

littleking-trashmouth replied to your post:I am so sick of dissolving into tears at the drop of a hat.

Don’t make me come up there and hug the shit outta you.

Do eet, you won’t!! lol

Today…

More changes… I went to see the apartment. It’s not perfect, but I’ve come to see no place is perfect. However, it has hardwood floors throughout, great closet space, & as silly as it sounds, I’m grateful for natural light in the bathroom. I started the paperwork & paid for the app fee & background check.

I dissolved into tears during my massage. I was working through some of my emotional stuff from last night… The idea that one life is ending & a new one is beginning seems particularly… unsettling. I described it earlier as, “growing pains.” This evening, I also realized that I feel a certain level of guilt. I miss my mother terribly, but I’m so tired of living life in fear & uncertainty. I am excited to begin this new part of my journey, but when I analyze the situation, invariably I return to the idea that none of this would be happening if she hadn’t died. So my excitement is dampened… how can I be excited when that feeling rides on the coattails of my grief? I understand it is both irrational to feel that way, & yet completely natural, but that doesn’t help

The massage therapist has known me for almost half of my life, & was one of my mother’s best friends, which also didn’t help matters. I began to tell her about C… I have started & deleted several posts regarding my feelings for him… But the gist of the conversation dealt with the fact that he reminds me, in many ways, of my mother. This has left me… emotionally unsettled. It doesn’t diminish my feelings. It simply leaves me… unnerved. 

Then I went for coffee with one of my mother’s other best friends. She was supposed to come help me pack, but I felt so emotional that I knew nothing would come of it. So we talked. And talked. And schemed. And talked.

And then, when I told her that I was buying myself a new mattress, she declared that I would not be buying it, as she would be taking me mattress shopping tomorrow afternoon. I am… at a loss. I was so surprised that I couldn’t cry, although now I am. It is…One of the most thoughtful acts of kindness I’ve known.

I am so grateful to have such a loving support system… And I’m grateful that I’ve learned to receive love & support, instead of hiding away & trying to do everything myself.

Growth. I’m experiencing growth.

I am so sick of dissolving into tears at the drop of a hat.

I just watched a YouTube video & almost vomited because I sobbed so hard.

jack-flamel:

AMERICAN HORROR STORY COVEN

jack-flamel:

AMERICAN HORROR STORY COVEN

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