When the maker of tumblr is on your dashboard, always reblog.
Number one rule of Tumblr.
(Source: tumblr.com, via transient-linguaphile)
To see me through the day. (Taken with Instagram at Workworkwork.)
Backtrack to May 5th: Drive-In Theater
The truth is, as we laid there, staring at the giant screen and tangling our limbs together, all I could think about was how much I was falling deeper into whatever with this boy.
I know I won’t stop. I’ll just keep pretending it doesn’t matter. Every kiss, every poignant moment, the hugs, the endless cuddling, the laughter— none of it matters. Or so I keep telling myself, over and over. I’m just using this, using him, enjoying life, being spontaneous, having fun. Risk? What risk? What’s the worse that can happen?
Three weeks. This stolen season is almost over. That’s yet another truth. It just begun, and it’s almost over. Good night. Good night.
Getting our sexy on. :p (Taken with Instagram at Zumanity)
Luke’s arcade skills got me a stuffed doll, oh yes! (Taken with Instagram at Brooklyn Bridge)
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NYX
[noun]
Greek mythology: Nyx (Νύξ, “night”), Nox in Roman translation is the deity of the night. A shadowy figure, Nyx stood at or near the beginning of creation, and was the mother of personified gods such as Hypnos (sleep) and Thánatos (death). Her appearances in mythology are sparse, but reveal her as a figure of exceptional power and beauty. She is found in the shadows of the world and only ever seen in glimpses.
“NOW, BABY BROTHER, HOLD MY HAND WHILE WE CROSS THE STREET.”
“Thor, stop that. I’m an adult.”
“HOLD MY HAND, BROTHER.”
“I’m not your brother.”
“HOLD MY HAND.”
“Fine.
(Source: jillypooh, via wonderlandofcinders)
From the castle windows. (Taken with instagram)
3am rooftop hunting with le doctor. <3 (Taken with Instagram at Main Street Casino Brewery Hotel)
workstuff, or what am i doing, or foolish girl
It occured to me that I should stop being available to you. This is just a game. You’re my rebound and I’m your vacation romance. That is all. So here I go. I’m stopping. I’m shut down. I’m perpetually happy and unaffected. We are nothing. This has always been nothing. I’ll see you next week, then I’ll never see you again.
