((I MADE THIS RIDICULOUS NOISE THAT SCARED MY CAT OKAY THAT IS HOW EMOTIONAL I AM WHAT THE HECK))

sfkjh 
frick no you’re gonna make me cry 
please oh please this is making me so happy jfc

((SOMEONE GET ME A KLEENEX I’M FREAKING OUT))

NO GOD NO SHAY NO FUCK NOW I’M FREAKING OUT

Send me a Ø for an inner monologue my character has had about yours.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t do this. I’m going to  fuck  up. 
 Fuck, fuck fuck. No. I’m shaking, I can’t do this. — why am
I shaking?  I’m not  supposed  to  be  shaking,  right?  If  I’m
shaking it means I’m scared — of  course  I’m  scared,  but
fuck   it,   I   shouldn’t  be.  I  said  yes.  So  I  wanna  do  this.
So why am I shaking? …maybe it’s an earthquake.
                                                                           Maybe it’s a sign
            
                                                         Oh — there he is. Of course.
                                  He’s  right  where  he’s  supposed  to  be. 
                                   Oh lord.  Am I where I’m supposed to be? 
                                   No….   wait.   Why  the  fuck  is  he  crying?

He  doesn’t   want   this.   I   knew   it,   I   fucking  called  it. 
I’m gonna get there and he’s  gonna  say  something  like
             ”Sorry Momo, we fucked up. This is not right.
                 You belong down there with the losers”. 
    
                    No, wait — he’s smiling. Just get your shit together
                    Warren, for christ’s  sake
.  No  he’s…  he’s  happy. I
                    know that  smile,  I’ve   seen  it  before.  He’s  crying
                    and he’s happy and god, he’s such a pussy.

And he’s so… he’s so perfect.
He’s so fucking perfect, I can’t stand next  to  him.  I’d  break
him. He’s like a constellation, and I’m —  I’m  a  black  hole.
I’m gonna swallow him whole. This is not right. He won’t be
                                                                                                happy
 
                    — But if I’m not there, who’d keep him from
                                                  burning down the kitchen? 
  
                     Who would rent fifty bucks  worth  of   musicals
                     to cheer him up, and who’d be patient  enough
                     to cut the crusts off his sandwiches and  get to
                     the cafe to bring him his ipod  when he  leaves 
                     it home, so he can dance to single ladies while
                    cleaning?
                                                —— who would love him enough
                                       
                                  Nobody.

If there’s one thing I know,  one  single  thing  I’m  certain  of,
it’s that I can’t love any more than this. Nobody can  love  any
more than this. Any more than I love him. Jesus, if he wanted 
to kill me, I’d let him, and thank him afterwards — I’d push the
blade depper myself, if that made him happy

                     He’s so beautiful when he’s happy. He makes me
                     feel so beautiful when he’s happy. Is  it  so  bad  to
                     want him to be nauseatingly happy for  the  rest  of
                     his life? Hell, I’d even give him Exile on Main Street,
                     the autographed copy. All of me. All I could ever give.

Oh — fuck it. I can’t believe this. I’m walking. And my nose itches.
                                 —am I crying? Oh god, Cersei’s gonna kill me.
If I don’t die first. Fuck. Am I getting a stroke? Oh god,  I’m  gonna
die dressed like a princess, what the actual fuck
                  
                         And I’m still walking. Why is this aisle so long? Why
                         is he so far away? God, I need him to hug me.
                                                                       …can you hug in a church? 
                         Whatever, I need him to hug me and pet my hair and
                         tell me it’s gonna be alright. I’m so fucking scared and—

                                                            Oh, fuck me
                                                                I’m here.
                                                               He’s here. 
                                                             This is real. 
                                                        This is happening.
                      
                                 I’m marrying him. I’m marrying Captain Tangerine.
                                        I’m marrying my best friend. And my lover. 
                                                    My enemy, and my superhero. 
                                 I’m gonna spend the rest of my (his)  life  by  his  side,
                                 fighting his demons and my own. Fighting by his side,
                                 like it was always supposed to be.
                                                            Christ, is this what
                                                                h a p p i n e s s 
                                                                    feels like? 

"Whoa, Momo, you look like shit". 
What an asshole. 
"Shut up, you’re a goddamn pussy".
Fuck it. I love him.
Let’s do this.”
         

lonelytreestump:

My girlfriend sneezed and I accidentally said shut the fuck up instead of saying bless you

exjolras:

           M o o d b o a r d      G i v e a w a y

Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears

So this giveaway is for no  other reason than that I’ve been wanting to
do something for a little bit now, and I got tired of waiting for the next
milestone. I figured that my birthday  is as good a time as ever to have
a giveaway!

Rules

Must be following me.
Likes and Reblogs count.
RP Blogsonly, please.
Reblog as much as you want, but please don’t spam your followers.
Please don’t follow and then unfollow as soon as it’s over, that makes me sad.

Prizes

There will be five winners (or more if I’m feeling up for it.) Each winner
will  receive  a  character mood board for the character of their choice!
If there’s anything specific they want in it or a way they want it  to  be
formatted, they can ask for that as well.

Example { here }

Timeline

This giveaway ends on August 5th, my 19th birthday! Exact time isn’t known, but probably sometime that evening once I’m home.

Goodluck! And I love you all!

send a ♞ to my inbox

thepixieofthearpeggio:

and i’ll generate a random sentence from this generator for my muse to say to yours

character development time! give me some interesting questions about my character and i will answer.

Working time for this little pinky
buuuut I’ll be on kik (name=url)
& if you send me messages or memes
or whatever, I’m gonna be very very happy ♥
                    also like this for a starter when I’m back! 

when I showed up and he was there
I tried my best to grin and bear
and took the stairs but didn’t stop at the street
and as we speak I’m going down