(via trouveres)
This is why I don’t vacuum. Well, this, and because you can’t hear if anything is sneaking up on you.
Gothy housewife getting some ‘help’ from her naughty shadow.
Just do the creep
I hate when my shadow does this
Packed and all eyes turned in, no one to see on the quay. No one waving for me just the shoreline receding. Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn’t hand it in. Cause who said sailing is fine? leaving behind all the faces that I might replace if I tried on that long ride, looking deep inside but I don’t want to look so deep inside yet.
We packed up all of our bags the ship’s deck now sags from the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated, foreign, war.
Yes.
(via lycanthropology)
Omg I freaking LOVE drunk adventure time!!









