whateva whateva
girl of reindeer.
whateva whateva.

my other blog is:
wildsyzygy.tumblr.com

Pugs. Antlers. Twin Peaks. Literature. Art. Sailor Moon. Girl Power. Rabbit Heart.
RFRSH MSG ARCHV RNDM THM

telapathetic:

why am i only motivated to sort my life out at 4am

é  450652  û    —    9:29pm
thorinobsessed:

awwww-cute:

We threw a birthday party for my friend’s dog. The other dogs invited had a blast

one of them is actually smiling

yung-medusa:

valentine’s day

        lentine’s day

                ntine’s day

                        e’s day

                                 ay

                                    ayyyy

                                           ayyyyy vodka

é  299636  û    —    9:26pm
unkemptly:

lucid blog
frownful:

lustinghipbones:

x

the front bottoms

leahreena:

sharing photos from my trip to mexico d.f. last month on my blog 

nevver:

Design Crush
I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt.
— Blythe Baird, Theories about the Universe (via staininyourbrain)