Somewhere between Robin Hood and King Arthur himself, One eyed Odin (ruler of all) decided to make a cunt worthy of legend.

And this is my abode.

14th July 2014

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Today I was asked to define perfection.

My thoughts inevitably shot to your smile,
To the way your eyes sharpen when you see something you covet,
To every freckle and bump in your skin,
To your laugh,
To what it must be to hold you.


My reply was that I could not define perfection,
Because the questioner was yet to meet you.

And so they could never understand.

Tagged: poetryforthevoicelessrejectscornerspilled ink

10th July 2014

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I lost my fucking shit when I saw this!
"You don’t need two people to plat with an ATARI… Or even two eyes"
WHAT THE SHIT?!

I lost my fucking shit when I saw this!

"You don’t need two people to plat with an ATARI… Or even two eyes"

WHAT THE SHIT?!

4th July 2014

Photo reblogged from Buddha's Belly with 118,260 notes

allthingspiggly:

worldofthecutestcuties:

She fell over with that face the moment I started rubbing her belly

Belly scratches are heaven to a pig.


…pork… scratchings?

allthingspiggly:

worldofthecutestcuties:

She fell over with that face the moment I started rubbing her belly

Belly scratches are heaven to a pig.

…pork… scratchings?

Tagged: Anyone?no?okay

Source: worldofthecutestcuties

30th June 2014

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You are the embodiment of my upmost fear.

Tagged: unattainablegoalsfragmented

18th June 2014

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I dreamt of a girl with fire in her soul (And wondered if she was real)

I had a dream you took me to the lake,
to submerge ourselves in the waters of composure,
and lay on the shore,
basking in benevolence.

Weeks then passed,
until my inevitable departure.

Reaching over the bank to give farewell,
composure turned to betrayal and chaos,
as it tore you down,
and engulfed you.

Panic and action is all there was,
The water had nearly frozen from the chaos,
you seemed lifeless as you were dragged out,
and life was brought to you through desperation.

And through a sense of guilt and concern,
I stayed a little while longer.

I found the fire in your soul,
Through your history,
and the way you react to the world around,

We lay once more on the shore of benevolence,
and watched as it slowly became one of companionship.

When I left I was sad, because I doubt you will be the same in this world, even though I know you exist.

…Are you real?

Tagged: poetrydream

17th June 2014

Post reblogged from My wit sir, is Legendary! with 5 notes

Cause it’s fathers day, and I like this story goddamit!

ramblememoirs:

Mike opened his eyes, looked at his calendar on his phone and sighed with pre-emptive disappointment. Father’s Day, Mike hated father’s day, and his birthday, and Christmas. All these days were just more reminders of his family hated him, ignored him, and pretended he wasn’t there.

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Annual fathers day re blog

1st May 2014

Photoset reblogged from Hella Wet B with 18,158 notes

back scrolling while watch firefly, and this came up at the exact moment it came on the tv. more proof firefly is just perfection!

Source: endversesams

24th April 2014

Photo reblogged from TomSka's Kool Blog Zone!!! with 246,825 notes

missmurrka:

candybeatz:

missmurrka:

ever wish u could just

What jerk made this

it was me 
expressing my personal feelings about my body
i’ll make sure not to do that next time


My mirror looks just like that One!

missmurrka:

candybeatz:

missmurrka:

ever wish u could just

What jerk made this

it was me 

expressing my personal feelings about my body

i’ll make sure not to do that next time

My mirror looks just like that One!

Tagged: internet famous possessions

Source: hicstreme

24th April 2014

Photo reblogged from Hella Wet B with 1,586 notes

HEY! I have one of those pens!

HEY! I have one of those pens!

21st April 2014

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I guess with the right amount of longing for distraction and the perfect combination of melody and lyrics my mind wanders until I have somewhat of a personal epiphany.

I hate that my stupid smug friend is right, but…

I realise I’m not just interested in you,
I’m invested in you.

The smile on my face when I see you’re where I am has extended beyond relief of being able to have intelligent conversation.

I find myself silenced when around you, if you can believe that.
Too busy hanging off your every word to even think of anything to say, and I daren’t interrupt you, even if I could.

through my realisation I also see that you are on some sort of pedestal in my mind,

which ruins any shot I had, if any.I guess I’ll settle for the fact you know I exist, and don’t despise me.

For what choice do I have.

Tagged: veryVERRRYYYtiredand I really dont want to do courseworkand what is this even!?