So True Fr

there is nothing i can do to introduce you to what this will be but you have to fucking watch it

in case you're wondering what the greatest AMV of all time is, it's this one from 2008.

HEY HI GOOD MORNING WHAT THE FUCK? HELLO??????? THIS IS SO???? IM SCREAMIND??????

irish goodbyes by @jamieycomplainey (miriam design by @violaextract )

the flowers i used are balloon flowers (purple, meaning everlasting love) summer blue (the Blue ones, common in wedding bouquets) baby breaths (white, also everlasting love) and i also used ferns for the green which mean magic, fascination, and secret bonds of love. i put wings on the sword because the dnd paladin logo has wings on the helmet :-)

the nice thing about college (esp. midterm week) is that you can write all you want in public and nobody bats an eye. shame is dead. the girl crying over her biology research report or whatever it is stem people do and the girl writing porn as a stress response in lecture are one and the same.

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL

witness insanity in its truest form.

they made me crazy and then talking to @jamieycomplainey made me double down, i wish they were actually happy

ALSO I LOVE DRAWING REGENCY WEAR,, SO MUCH god i love historical clothing

expect more art go read the fanfic

prithee, o great destiel: bear me only pleasant news

when dawn my heart breaks cross’t

pray, sweet picture: paint on my canvasséd soul;

a message more lithe than it’s messenger-

evils turn doth evil’s turn; but one spits my eye,

the other; my shoe- pray, good messr., where you’ll run frew?

o! thine eyes to glitter falsely with dawn’s blue baubles!

o! thine hands haply to clasp in thanks, nigh yet prayer!

o! that you have len’t your knees a’fore your patron as i might the maddona in prattled comfort o’ worship!

o, dear lordship, i lay my head to thine boots, mine suit laid yet lower than the hems of your own! employ this invention of mine, brave weapon: keep up your blade; for the gnashing of dawn’s teardrops do rust all the bright swords!

bear bright pleasants; fine caites and gemstones: no such jades! thrones may be carved of jade; go to, my lord, but see you any such jade lying suit to bear waiting, to hold weight? carry, sweet lordship, tales of higher rounds in the dark valley, where beneath such roads even the pale halv’d light o’ sickened moonlit’s hope does nigh reach!

carry on those red wings of scorching sun fortune, dear destiel- wave that blue and valiant flag of sky before you, and let it cloak all the world’s stage behind!

the stupid fucking guy i think is cute is at the stupid fucking gym right now and i haven’t had any stupid fucking dinner and i am going to explode

dicks out friday

NEW CHAPTER

reblog with your most unhinged jrwi convos!!!

sometimes i have the audacity to think like "oh i dont think being alone so much over break affects me" and then i look back at old screenshots i have.