I HAVE MOVED TO OVER HERE
I HAVE MOVED TO OVER HERE
I HAVE MOVED TO OVER HERE
I HAVE MOVED TO OVER HERE
I have officially moved blogs to start over and new BUT i will be keeping threads that i see are important to character/relationship development between our muses -- if you have a thread you'd like to keep going pLEASE let me know, oKAY I LOVE YOU AND WILL BE OVER HERE NOW
I HAVE MOVED TO OVER HERE
he's huddled against the floor with a bundle of white fur cradled within frail arms -- soft little coos falling past the boys lips which are upturned into a lovely little smile.
"m'keeping him."
"What about Yeats? The New Vision.”
so i just saw my best friend for the last time until like christmas and i sobbed the entire drive back -- like, i just don't know how I'm going to make it through the year without her so basically i need a fucking distraction or else i going to start crying again ugh
so i made another blog
dane dehaan in life after beth
sorry I've been a bit slow with replies these past few days, my best friend leaves tomorrow and so I've been spending all of my free time with her but i promise to get some writing done tomorrow night so long as I'm not too upset over her leaving -- idk we'll see what happens but thanks for being so patient iLY
so i made another blog
tomorrow is the last day I'm going to see my best friend before she leaves for school again and it just fucking sucks and I'm going to start crying any minute now
give me a name and i’ll have my muse explain their relationship with said person.
“holden???" eyes narrow as ethereal digits squirm to the comfort of his palm, because, bear isn’t bashful in the least, you know. but, his words convert greatly upon the question of his adoration for a specimen ( so lovely ) is asked. “i like him—— i do,” pause, “even though i wanna punch him in the thr—” and he’s stopping himself, because, bear is trying very hard to slow his roll, “his eyes are nice, i guess.” go on, “and his voice.” c’mon, bear, “his hands, too.”