10:25pm July 24, 2014
  • Plays: 195,077
  • Artist: Ramin Djawadi
  • Track Name: The Rains Of Castamere String Quartet




10:10pm July 24, 2014



As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place

this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this

9:54pm July 24, 2014


never take for granted the people you can share your inner most self with; the people you can break down in front of without fear of your vulnerability because they see that as a beauty mark on the tapestry of your existence - not a weakness, but a glistening reality; (they do not delight in your pain but rather feel it as an extension of their own; they do delight in your passions and pleasures because it gives them a reciprocal joy)

we carry with us a trunk full of masks, don them to hide the flaws that we pick apart in the harsh light of a mirror, and we present a variety of these facades every day. there’s nothing wrong with it, self-preservation does not equate to selfishness.

but the people who allow you to put the masks away - (not the ones who rip them off to watch you writhe before them, no. that’s not love, that’s a cruel kind of voyeurism, a game run by the people who don’t want their own weaknesses examined and think exploiting others’ will help them achieve greatness. it doesn’t, of course, it only proves how damaged they are. don’t spill yourself for them, you are precious and they’re too blinded by themselves to ever see it) - those who let you slip it off with your own hand, press their palms to yours and rapturously watch your truth bloom before them, those are the people to get up every day and shine for.

you are the sun in someone’s east, blazing pink and yellow and warm in the morning

you are the stars in someone’s night, illuminating the darkest spaces

you are alight in the universe to those most willing to see.

some days it’s hard to breathe for yourself, you feel the water you need to survive as it begins to fill your lungs instead. in those moments, live for you; but gasp for the people who witness your essence.

9:44pm July 24, 2014

Today is my birthday and I’m ending the day feeling like a satisfied, sleepy sloth, gently being carried away by a bagillion balloons!


Today is my birthday and I’m ending the day feeling like a satisfied, sleepy sloth, gently being carried away by a bagillion balloons!

9:30pm July 24, 2014
12:43pm July 24, 2014


Then say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime

Say you love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime

11:00am July 24, 2014

Is it all lies, forever and ever, everyone and everything?

11:29pm July 23, 2014



do not touch! i am Big and Stronk like Polar bear. here, you is hearing my Stronk and Scary noise. do not be doing the booping on the touching of my small nose, or i will be resorting to the scary noise once more.

I WANT 500 

8:29pm July 23, 2014

“if you expect honesty, be honest. if you expect forgiveness, forgive. if you expect a whole person, you have to be a whole person.”

— kristen crockett  (via perfect)
12:50pm July 23, 2014

“I almost thanked you for teaching me something about survival back there, but then I remembered that the ocean never handed me the gift of swimming. I gave it to myself.”

— Y.Z, what I forgot to remember (via dirtybrian)
12:27pm July 23, 2014


This is (one reason) why I love the internet.