An Open Love Letter

this blog is a museum of my heart

[ID: drawing of a white borzoi looking back over its shoulder, with a small saddle and many tassels on it in various bright colors. end ID.]

very important for elf characters to freak the fuck out about the aging difference thing and pre-grieve like crazy and scream themself hoarse with denial when they can’t stop death itself and they still look the same as when they met the frail aged body that’s going cold beneath their touch and eventually settle into a numbness that they’ll call acceptance but they never really let anyone get as close as they did in the first century of their life unless they know they’re going to stick around as long as they will

sure let’s ask the girl with the weird dreams and the big heart

damn.

i hear a good lyric and start mentally holding up blorbos like im in the home depot paint aisle comparing swatches

Your capacity for evil is showing

does it make me look cute

i love when girls kill everyone who ever wronged them. more girls should do this

free my girl she did all of that + i helped her