Thank you all so much!
Omg he found her! Aww.
While work is driving me crazy.
I count my blessings. And go for dessert with
O help me get through this
I need space to work. I need functional space with at least a meter radius from everybody. I get claustrophobic in small office spaces and my brain clogs up and i feel like it’s choking me to death and i get all sorts of sickness and i cannot take it and my face breaks down and i just feel so so so depressed. It’s about the space. It really is. Give me any amount of work as long as you also give me the right amount of space to work in.
I went to an eye specialist today and he told me tht it’s a good thing i decided to see him today coz if i didn’t…Give or take a week; things could’ve gotten a whole lot more complicated and i’d be half blind in one eye. My first thought was if that much could happen in a span of just a week… I’m sure i can meet my deadline. And then i was like: THIS SHIZZ IS SERIOUS I COULD’VE GONE BLIND AND THEN I CANNOT SEE ANYTHING.
Damn i had a brush with blindness. Please help me God.
Herb Williams constructed melting flame-shaped sculptures outside using 60,000 Crayola crayons to raise awareness of wildfires.
(via loveyourchaos)
Hello. For the past four months I have been regretting my decision to not talk to you on the ferry and now I’ve decided to do something about it. It was August 8th when we first saw each other on the express bus out of Vancouver to horseshoe bay. We both took the ferry to Departure bay. Halfway through the trip the boat stopped for a safety drill and we saw each other on the upper deck. You were taking pictures and then leaned on the rail beside me. As much as I wanted to, I never said anything, and I’ve never regretted anything more than that. I think you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and I would very much like to meet you.
If you are her, Email me at: ferrygirlsearch@gmail.com
Reblog this to help me find her. Please.
I hope you find her :)
(via ohcardigan)
Sex was really easy. There was sex everywhere. It didn’t really mean too much. Love, love was the hard thing to find. Even if you were looking for it, which not too many people were. And even if you found it, which not too many people did, even if it was right there in front of you. No; how could you see it with all the sex in the way?
Of course, it hurts.
I know it’ll probably hurt more if we stay together.
There’s nothing to think about.
The heart whispers, she’s perfect. She’s flawed yet so beautiful. She’s… she’s… everything you dream of, when you think of the sunset and daffodils.
And suddenly, there’s everything to think about.
Hey girl.
I must be something pretty special if you called me the moment you got back from Bali with her. I wish you bluebirds, in the spring. A pretty voice, and songs to sing. And all that other chitty chitty bang bang jazz & happiness.
Thank You, S. Then again, you could be just killing time. So you decided to dial me up. Just because. Who cares, really.
Dude. I’m still pretty rad.
When Barbie found out that Ken cheated on her (with a Bratz Doll, probably)
