We can medicate depression into oblivion; why not romance? A preventative...– Charlie Brooker is one of my favorite columnist. This article starts: “Hands up anyone who’s had a great experience with romance. Now put your hands back down and stop lying.” LOL! His cynicism is simply funny and interesting because of the irony. The humor in the negative.
TUMBLR YOU PIECE OF SHIT
cafeshopp: Fix yourself. You have been warned
She was breathing deeply, she forgot the cold, the weight of beings, the insane...
Dear Future Husband,
perricatherine: One of the first things I will notice about you are your hands. Please, I beg of you, don’t let your hands be more feminine than mine. Let your hands get worn, use them. Whether they’re charcoal stained from artwork or leathered from digging in the Earth, allow your hands to get calloused and rough. Hands tell a story, let yours tell of your accomplishments. Love, Me