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I’m awake and dressed.

I feel like I’m going to throw up I’m so tired but at least I’m awake and dressed.

Update: I can do this, assuming I survive night two of sleep being for losers.

Mum: How’s the new flat what do you mean you’re not settled yet why aren’t you looking seriously for jobs why haven’t you done driving lessons again yet
Mum: Why are you being grumpy.

hobbitofthemotherfuckinshire:

Remember there was almost another twilight book but someone leaked it so Stephanie Meyer refused to finish and I’m 98% sure it was Robert Pattinson and god bless him

Anonymous asked
hi! anon from earlier. i asked what was your most memorable kiss?

Finally!

Now to answer this ask in a descriptive manner without blushing myself to death.

My most memorable kiss wasn’t my first kiss, nor was it the last kiss I had. It wasn’t a particularly great kiss, either: as kisses go; it was dry, quick, gentle. Just a little kiss, you know. Not bad, not good. I’ve had better before, and better since.

My most memorable kiss didn’t taste like lust or passion or any of those things that kisses that stand out are supposed to taste like. In fact, it tasted like surprise, confusion … and, admittedly, not just a little triumph.

My most memorable kiss wasn’t a particularly memorable kiss as kisses go, not really. It was followed by some that would qualify much more normally under usual circumstances, and, like I said, I’d had plenty before that would outrank it. But what it was, unlike those, was something that had been a long time in the making. Something that shouldn’t have been able to happen. Something that did anyway. Something that makes me feel all warm and happy and, to be honest, faintly ridiculous to think about.

Since the invention of the kiss, there have been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. I’m not sure where this one ranks, but I’d be damned if I didn’t get that reference in here somewhere.

y’all can ask me more tmi descriptive stuff if you want

tumblrbot asked
WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

You do, tumblrbot.

To the anon that just sent me the tmi Tuesday ask … it’s showing up in my e-mail but not in my askbox for some reason? You should maybe try resending.

Hey guys it’s Tuesday, ask me questions

siriusly-smart:

But tbh you should make them something interesting because I want to take the opportunity to practice my descriptive writing.

So like, “tell me about your favourite…” or “what was your most memorable…” or you know whatever stuff like that.

I’ll answer as honestly as I can, assuming anyone is remotely interested.