#bleep!

[killingbirdjack]

hi it’s me :P

i’ll be back to klanceposting soon art block has been fuckin me over ;-;

[cadillacfreeze]

Cadillac Freeze - Bleep!

[slice-of-lexie]

french scout likes trying out american things like bonk, but spy ain’t so sure about the health benefits

[anythingpaintedoncanvas]

We <3 your face, pup.

Oil painting from photograph at Anything Painted on Canvas.

[blithers]

maladyofthequotidian replied to your post “lilamadison11 replied to your post “In the theater, waiting for the...”

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I CAN'T I AM DYING

maladyofthequotidian replied to your post “Here is what you need to know about me watching the Veronica Mars...”

I love you and I read part of this aloud to Kat at an In-N-Out.

Hahahaha, I AM STILL SO JEALOUS OF YOU ACTUALLY GOING TO PALEYFEST.  Also, there is nothing I do not love about that second message.  NOTHING.

[littlenglishmuffinbutton]

♪or ∞ or ♥ //whichever works better for you hon :3

∞:A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

The amount of respect Layla has for the legend is tremendous. They were not the closest of friends but Adam had such an impact on Layla with his wrestling and charisma, that if it weren't for him, Layla doesn't believe she'd have the will to go on in the business. He was truly an inspiration to her and all.

[thedumpsiteofemotions-blog]

He lost the bracelet which will never be reunited with the one on my wrist.

He lost the ring which will never see its pair that is on my finger.

He buried the letters I wrote with my own hand, with the words in my head, with the touch of my skin. 

He forgot the affection I gave him in surplus amounts.

He left me behind, leaving a trail of memories behind, choking me from where I stood, my hand reaching out to him but knowing he'll never reach back again.

He left me but I never lost my grip.

[thedumpsiteofemotions-blog]

I offered him a part of my time when I missed him.

I gave him my favorite glow-in-the-dark bracelet.

I wrote him letters for days during my absence.

I blew him kisses as he walked me home.

I texted him during days and parts of the night.

I told him sweet words to keep the flame going.

I said we'll see each other again before I left.

I thought of him as I traveled past the seas.

I talked about him to my dear new friends.

I sent him instant messages to keep the flame going.

I missed him every day I spent away from him.

I reminisced his touch and his talks of anything.

I got excited as I counted off the days.

I hugged him as we reunite once more.

And that's how we are nowadays.

But we go on and tread on together.