Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.
this movie will always be heavy on my heart
The floodgates were just released.
I have cried one time in the past 4 months. I used to cry every night.
And I really would like to cry tonight and just let everything out but my body won’t let me. WHO AM I
A fan met Tegan today and looks like she cut her hair…damn it! She still looks adorable with her gummy smile.
Not my pic. Credit: Alexasermonia “Guess who I crossed the street with #TeganandSara”
I SAW TEGAN TODAY AND DIDNT EVEN REALIZE IT UNTIL NOW. I remember walking by while and seeing this picture being taken but I somehow didn’t recognize her.
Matthew Gray Gubler says his perfect woman “Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. No specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required, but would prefer a warm spirited, non-racist. Cynics, critics, pessimists, and ‘stick in the muds’ need not apply. Voluptuous figures a plus. Any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to Mary Poppins, Claire Huxtable, Snow White, or Elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. I am dubious of actresses, felons, and lesbians, but don’t want to rule them out entirely. Must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, James Taylor, and sleeping late. I have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of Autumn. I once misinterpreted being called a ‘coal-eyed dandy’ as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. I wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. All I want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.”
He is literally the perfect man.
I drew this in my school notebook last week, and I kinda like it
Sometimes I’m so confident. Other times all I can do is think terrible thoughts about myself. This honestly is such a struggle.