Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing - Sufjan Stevens
easily my favorite picture in the world
I’m leaving as soon as I get the last message from you. just got back. Going to bed now. I’d like to tell you good night, but that would end the conversation, wouldn’t it? So I leave it until you’re awake again to ask you about your day.
Except I don’t. I can only message through wifi, and by the time I get back, maybe it’s too late to answer. But it’s about bed time for me now and I want to text you back:
Is he like the opposite of Bob Ross?
Strolling at Fully Booked, Bonifacio Global City, Philippines
do not pity the dead, harry. pity the living, and, above all, those who think I was good queer representation.
Clouds by Ambera Wellmann, part II (x)
are you alright there korra, are you finding out things about yourself, are you healing, are you meeting new people, are you inspiring them, are you connecting, do you miss naga and asami, are you having less nightmares… i just want to know this week isnt moving by fast enough.
is there life after naruto