REBLOG IF YOU WOULD ATTEND A TUMBLR USER CONVENTION.

4lw4ys-hope-for-the-best:

We’d wear t-shirts with our urls on it.

And we could party together.

ommmggg 



I want to write letters to people

Rainy weather always makes me want to write

but not just any kind of writing will do.

It always makes me want to write a letter

to anyone at all.

So anyone interested in becoming snail mail pals?

I would most love to have more people to write to. 

Just message me 



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jabronihasthingstosay:

Just saw Good Luck (:

Do you see this gorgeous girl?
She is my best friend!

hopehandwritten asked:
5, 9, 32, 45, 67

5. kissed a boy?
 
yes. lol several times

9. slipped on ice?
 
omg yes. I almost always end up on my butt when there is ice.

32. failed my drivers test?
 
I haven’t gotten the guts to take it yet. Parallel parking is evil.

45. got engaged?
 
no. I haven’t kept a relationship past 4 months…

67. bought porn?
 
thought about it, but no.





Reblog if you want someone to compare you to a Disney character in your ask!

ffullmoonphobic:

littlesubkitten:

Yes please! 

That would be awesome ^^

because of my disney mood earlier yes please do this

This would be FANTASTIC

(Source: aladdinsfuturewife)



The Summer Piece

I stood there is shock
as everything happened
at once
the heat swept in
the sun blazed
spring became summer again
all seemed so well
as the season grew
giving this world
heat and sunshine

(heat and sunshine and
broken glass and dunes
against dry fountains,
glimpses of the
future in this city when
all of us are gone and
the sky burns yellow with
the fallout of our last
decisions. Sometimes
summer pretends, sometimes
summer only cracks
our skin.)

chances and moments
of memories
to cherish as we grow old
from summer love
and summer rain
to renew the beauty
we hide within
making lasting reactions
and blooming flowers
as things birth
and others grow

(a new solstice in a
broken city, whispers
in humid embraces along
empty streets, slipping
fingers into cracks, dripping
life, pulling weeds up
through worn asphalt and
the last cast-off
cigarettes. When we are
gone, the Moon
passes Earth by, and
the Sun also rises,
spitting on our creations.)

broken pasts
making room for new
as we nurture whats left
to become majestic
each crack and crevis filled
with new friends
and refreshing adventures
filling the mind
with even more stanzas
and metaphors
of experiences later

(futures built from cracked ribs,
amniotic seas stitching together
the past, the summer fills us,
and fingertips hold us)
together.

—Collaboration between emotionsforthepicking (normal text) and submarinedreams (italics text)



Anonymous asked:
a collab from behind the grey mask What is it you think about /on nights when you can't sleep /are worries keeping you awake /and do they make you weep /wishing you could escape / into a peaceful dream /instead of lying awake /trying not to scream /out all your frustrations /into the night sky /as tears form in your eyes /and you begin to cry /what is it that brings the tears /and keeps you awake /share truth with the gray one /and give yourself a break /from shouldering your problems alone

okay gray face
I’ll play your game
and share my woes
but will keep it tame

there is but one man
who makes my tears
from no communication
and my personal fears

he gives me moments
of feeling high above
like I am flying
and graceful as a dove

only to falter
within my flight
and he just stops talking
no reason in sight

I make excuses
and try to keep sane
but it all slowly turns
into tearing pain

so my mood dies
and fears brought to light
until I find my sun
of happiness in sight 


thank you anon. ^__^





Where are all my followers?

I want to chat and collaborate, but not one seems to be one to talk to.



I.
Want.
My.
Smiley.
pierced.

Why.
Can’t.
Piercers.
Near.
Me.
Do.
It.

BItch.