An abandoned Victorian tree house somewhere is South Florida
If I’m extra sarcastic with you it probably means I’m flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can’t handle your shit
Have fun figuring out which
posed nude for an art class today. they didn’t ask me to. i think they were making ceramic bowls.
inspired by this post
Sometimes it just—it just hits all at once. I’ve come this far, Jim insists to some part of himself that won’t fucking shut up, but it doesn’t help, because that part’s just laughing this dark, sardonic cackle (how far is this far, anyway?) and Jim can’t breathe.
He can’t breathe because Bones is the most incredible, brilliant, funny person he’s ever met, and because Bones is genuinely a good man, despite all his attempts to seem like a porcupine. And then there are just these moments where the light will catch Bones’ eyes as he’s looking at Jim, and it’s like he’s lit from the inside out.
It’s not fair for Bones to look at Jim like that when Jim’s only just worked out for sure that Bones is better off without him.
Date a girl who reads… my blog. She’s probably pretty cool because only cool kids read my blog