#rubyratz

i will be nervous and have fun swimming in curcles. CTAHC ME SWIMMING IN MY FISHBOWL UH UH CHANGE MY CLOTHES UH UH LIFE IS NOT WHAT I USED TO KNOWWWW OWWW WWWWWWW

For love grows like the crocus bulb in winter Hiding from snow and from itself the tender Green frond in embryo; but dies as rockets die (White sparks of pain against a steel-dark sky) With firebird wings trailing an arc of grief Across a night inhuman as the grave, Falling at length a dull and smouldering shell To frozen dunes and the wash of the quenching swell. There was little room left where the crowd had trampled Grass and lupin bare, under the pines that trembled In gusts from the sea. On a sand hillock I chose A place to watch from. Then the rockets rose, O marvellous, like self-destroying flowers On slender stems, with seed-pods full of flares, Raining down amber, scarlet, pennies from heaven On the skyward straining heads and still sea-haven. Had they brought death, we would have stood the same, I think, in ecstasy at the world-end flame. It is the rain streaming reminds me of Those ardent showers, cathartic love and grief. As I walked home through the cold street by moon-light, My steps ringing in the October night, I thought of our strange lives, the grinding cycle Of death and renewal come to full circle, And of man's heart, that blind Rosetta stone, Mad as the polar moon, decipherable by none.

LMAO I'm not finished with it i wanted to colour it but was out all day yesterday.. tonight..... wlwjoshcest is coming...

IF I HAD A PENNY FOR EVERYTIME I SAW YOUR NOTIFICATIONS BUT IM FOURTEEN MINUTES LATE I WOULD HAVE EXACTLY SIX PENNIES. WHICH IS A WEIRD AMOUNT OF PENNIES. but you're ASLEEP which means i can say nice things about you and everyone else can see how much love is inside my heart for you. Ur so funny and sweet and you make me laugh so much i swear to God you're not even trying and im like clutching my phone and giggling out loud. I love your family as well and Im so happi that your mama likes me, and my mama likes you!! I love how we both sound psychotic and insane whenever we talk and we make fun of each other's bad spelling all the time. I love our little stickers on instagram, I love our bad inside jokes and bits. You're one of the few persons to see all facets of me and love me, I love all of you as well. I like how we narrate all our verbs to each other and the dire consequences we have on each other's vocabulary. I love our playfights that we narrate and it always ends up with me losing and it makes me giggle so hard. I've picked up SO many verbal and typing habits from you LOL. I love you so much, I leave my drag path for you all over the internet, in my instagram stories on all my accounts, in my posts, in my doodles, in my tumblr posts, in your askbox, in gmail out of all placed. can you find me? can you find me? can you find me? But that's a silly question, because I know you'll always find me. even over 10,000km and an ocean.

no jokes dead serious i just burst into tears. you and your weird skill of always detecting when I need some love. paws at you through the glass. i love u miss u too. thunks my head into yours and gives us both concussion

Licks your head and gets your hair stuck in my teeth and starts wailing

RHYS. HOLDING YOUR HAND TIGHTLY.

CRYING OH MY DAYS THATS SUCH AN AWFUL ANGLE.... paper quince has seen more desert than real life quince :( :( :(