hello please watch my new video if you get the chance and let me know what you thiiiiiink :)

just a rough quick version before the real stuff.

Also, I’m hiding a black eye and bruised wrist (…. I had a fight with a shelving unit which fell on me. No, really.) 

@4 days ago with 3 notes
#music #beyonce #cover #youtube 
artandfashionillustrations:

Valeria | Charmaine Olivia on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15591537

artandfashionillustrations:

Valeria | Charmaine Olivia on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15591537

@5 days ago with 13 notes

that Joanna newsoms voice isn’t ‘normal’. I’ve been listening to her for so long, when people listen to her for the first time and say she sounds like a ‘crazy little girl’ (er.. josh) I want to throw bricks.

I’m so used to it, i’d hate it if it changed!

Besides, you think her voice is funny.. watch her mouth when she sings.

@1 week ago with 1 note
tommilsom:

Madison x Custard OTP
@2 weeks ago with 117 notes
elmaaaax3:

I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you.

elmaaaax3:

I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you.

@4 days ago with 64 notes

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@1 week ago with 115762 notes

Sometimes people can prioritise their lives so very badly. 

I comfort friends for some fucking ridiculous, trivial things - thats fine, its what you’re meant to do. But today is a pretty sad, horrible day for me and people are endlessly choosing their own little dramas/crushes/wasteofspaceboyfriends over the granny who supports them daily (me, emily, i’m the granny, keep up)

From this day forward, I am a give to receive kind of girl. A tit for tat kind of girl. I’ll be there if you’re there. I have run out of cliches, so I’ll leave you with a joke.

A man with two left feet walks into a shoe shop and asks for a pair of flip flips.

ahahahaahahahahimknowiknowwwahhahahahacalmdown. 

@1 week ago

when you ate I saw your eyelashes
saw them shake like wind on rushes
in the corn field when she called me
moths surround me - thought they’d drown me

and I miss your precious heart…

dried rose petal, red-brown circles
framed your eyes and stained your knuckles

and all those lonely nights down by the river
brought me bread and water (water, in)
but though I tried so hard, my little darling
I couldn’t keep the night from coming in

and all those lonely nights down by the river
I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin
now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin’
I cannot keep the night from comin’ in

why’ve you gone away, gone away again?
I’ll sleep through the rest of my days
if you’ve gone away again

sleep through the rest of my days…

why’ve you gone away, away?
seven suns, seven suns
away, away, away, away

can you hear me? will you listen?
don’t come near me, don’t go missing
in the lissome light of evening
help me, Cosmia, I’m grieving

and all those lonely nights down by the river
brought me bread and water (water, in)
but though I tried so hard, my little darling
I couldn’t keep the night from coming in

and all those lonely nights down by the river
I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin
now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin’
I cannot keep the night from comin’ in

beneath the porch light, we’ve all been circling
beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings
but in the corner, something is happening!
wild Cosmia, what have you seen?

water were your limbs, and the fire was your hair
and then the moonlight caught your eye
and you rose through the air
well, if you’ve seen true light, then this is my prayer:
will you call me when you get there?

and I miss your precious heart
and miss, and miss, and miss
and miss, and miss, and miss
and miss, and miss your heart
but release your precious heart
to its feast, for precious hearts

@3 weeks ago