#hidinginside

❤ HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF MY MOST FAVOURITE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, CHEYENNE - AKA @hidinginside! 🎉🎉🎂💛💛💛

Firstly, I wanna wish you the very, very best on your special day!! May the following year bring you nothing but absolute love, happiness, good health and success, as you deserve nothing less! You are such a lovely person, hardworking, super smart and absolutely hilarious; an absolute joy to talk to and I’m super grateful to know you. I hope you know that! ❤

And secondly, I’d like to thank you for putting up with my dumb, rambling ass for over two years now lmao Honestly, you deserve an award for putting up with me going on about stuff that you’re not necessarily into pretty much on the daily (though the Old Hollywood thing is slowly changing... muahaha); damn, you’ve got some patience. But no, seriously, you are literally one of my most favourite people to talk to in the world; you’re so lovely but then so damn sarcastic (probably the most sarcastic person I know tbh) and hilarious, it never fails to put a smile on my face, even when I’m having a bad day. There’s literally always something to laugh about, never a dull moment, which I looove. And how quickly we can go from speaking seriously about something to cracking jokes is... truly astounding lmao But yeah, and I just wanna thank you for being such a fantastic friend and person, and like... distance sucks but I’m sending you 2817491 hugs right now in spirit. :’)

Anyway, here’s just a few of the things you love and we’ve bonded over lmao - Jonerys, Parks & Rec and Grace Kelly - it’s the tip of the iceberg of the multitude of things we’ve both loved but ya know! It’s not a lot but I hope you like it! :)

Ahhh, once again, I hope you have a brilliant day - and year - ahead of you, and a big fat Happy Birthday to you, y’old dinosaur!!!! lmao

lmao Hi Cheyenne!

Sweden: Have you ever been to ikea?

Um, no :( I really want to go but still haven’t gotten the chance to lol

  “…Mary had arisen and put on a great mourning gown of black with a wide mourning hood–the gown she had worn to the memorial mass ending her forty days of deep mourning for François. She had worn it many times since then, and each time she had felt that in doing so she was coming back to François and saying, ‘I have not left you, and I never will.’ Now, on her wedding morning, she felt compelled to wear it for the last time, to have François present at the marriage, to give his blessing and release her. Only François could give her away.“

“The talk with Mary always turned upon wedlock now: the sorrows of widowhood, the comforts and joy of wifehood and motherhood…Her answer to Elizabeth [on the subject of her remarriage], when it was given in March 1564, consisted only of amiable platitudes, and her discourses with Randolph about marriage always left the poor man dazed with doubt. She could not forget her dear Francis yet, she said… “ 

reign writers:

I’ve been thinking about all the things I want to say but I keep hiding inside.

If someday they explode out of me, which forms they’ll take?

A dreadful hurricane? A flaming volcano? An explosion of confetti?

They’ll hurt someone? Or make someone smile?