remember to {breathe}

You are a hurricane of a girl; remember to breathe every once and a while, do not drown within your own storm.

[doemead-blog]

“For Godric’s sake I hope not. I’d rather be a sinner.”

“Well I needn’t think you should worry...you’re most definitely a sinner.”

[doemead-blog]

“Because my brother decided to write his old professor and tell him that I would love to go. I swear, Mason is getting a burning bag of dog shit for Christmas.”

“Even that sounds like a generous gift. You’re a saint Mar.”

[doemead-blog]

Glenda pretended to wake up from a deep sleep, then looked over at Dorcas, “what’s that Doe?? I fell asleep because this arse was DRONING on about fucking god knows what. Why do men always think we want to listen to them?? News flash: we don’t.”

Dorcas couldn’t help but give a small snort at Glenda’s dramatics. “You know I really can’t even begin to tell you. I was too busy noticing grass growing.” With a tilt of her head she barely gave a glance to the boy in front of them. “Move along please.”

[ofhotheads-blog]

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

[coeurdelilies]

r-bastan:

[doemead-blog]

“Oh, it was. I was contemplating stabbing myself with a quill just to get out of it.”

“How’d you get roped into that anyway? I would have feigned sick...or something.”

[60sfck]

[doemead-blog]

“That sounds...terribly boring.”