“I’m too sensitive for this shit”
Girl! That’s me!
Not today Justin
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“I’m too sensitive for this shit”
Girl! That’s me!
I wish I could explain how much comfort I find in your voice
When I listen to Brandi Carlile
Supergirl 5x01
Baby Nooo, but also baby Yesss.
Katie McGrath
Me: I’m not gay
Katie:
Me: Uhhh
Katie:
Me: *Gulp*
Katie:
Me:
Katie:
Me: I’m really Gay
Oh My God! Oh My God! The last of us. February 2020. Ellie is carrying out Joel’s legacy of wiping out entire factions of evil people. Buckle up. It’s time to get fucked over by emotions.
I cannot wait to meet my future wife, where ever she is.
P.S Got this idea from a pic I saw on pintrest.
Not the best piece of art, but when Brandi Carlile stands up on a stage rocking out and feels it’s important to talk about her family and their right to exist in this world today, I appreciate it from my soul.
I Belong to you
‘I belong to you now’
That’s the first sound that greets your hearing, muffled behind your apartment door that you share with your love.
Momentarily confused, your hand stops its journey to the door handle. Shay was suppose to land tomorrow morning. You had already planned an entire day of pampering her, the woman who so absolutely had you unraveled. Three weeks away had been torturous.
Or was it a burgular?
No burglar would play your song while looting your place. No, it wasn’t a thief, or maybe she was. After all Shay had stolen your heart from the first moment you kissed, hadn’t she?
You open the door in a hurry, arms yearning to hold her, lips blazing to kiss her, eyes searching.
‘I know I could be spending a little too much time with you’
Brandi’s voice heavy with emotion playing in the background as your feet hurriedly carry you to the living room. There she was, sitting crossed legged in the middle of the glam that you had bought together in Tehran. You stop in your tracks, involuntarily. Shay always made time stop around you.
The room was lit with candles around, giving an ethereal glow to her already Godly beauty. She has a soft smile on her face as she looks at you like you consume her.
You get that. The feeling of it all. Where you completely belong to another.
‘If I had all my yesterdays, I’d give them to you too’
Her eyes glisten with tears filling up, but you know they aren’t of grief, rather love.
‘Marry me.’
You gasp.
‘What?’
Yes. You mean yes. It’s been yes for you for a long time now.
She smiles through her tears, understanding your overwhelmed state. After all, she felt it too.
‘Marry me, baby.’
You smile so wide. Tears now freely falling down both of your faces. She reaches for you, arms stretched out. You rush into her, straddling her lap as she buries her face in your neck. You kiss on every part of her that your lips can find, whispering yes over and over. It’s always been yes for you.
‘I belong to you now’