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songsfortheworking:

(What do you do when you hear yourself in a song blowing by one day?)

This song, though. This has been my instant relax song since Cape Cod in 2005 or 2006 with Ruth when I bought the CD, used, on Will’s suggestion.

I’m a teenager and this CD lets me breathe in my twin bed in my room with my dog. Oh, God.

"So hard to find my way, now that I’m all on my own"

Van Morrison, Brown Eyed Girl

So Daddy used to sing Brown Eyed Girl to me and we would dance to it together and I was driving home today, I think I was in Martinsville, feeling pretty good because I loved staffing this morning and it was a good day at my site and I’m a good driver and was only 30 minutes from home on a Friday night and I turned on the radio and BAM. That specific line was the first thing I heard and then I got to experience tearing up while driving and being like EYES, NO, I HAVE TO SEE.

Daddy I miss you so fucking much and I want you here.

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today: up, unhappy. shower and small breakfast because I have no appetite (thanks, cold from hell). dress and whatnot. 8 am: hit the road. maybe talk to Peter. arrive. start work at 10 am…what am I doing today? no idea. lunch and talk with Elizabeth hopefully. supervision w/ S. outreach team meeting at 5 (I think). back to Liz’s. make spaghetti, garlic bread, and salad for Liz and her husband. dinner. read/relax/talk with Liz. bed early if possible because SICK. wake up at 6 tomorrow and head in for an 8 - 5 day (omfg). drive home, slowly, in Friday rush hour (good lord). maybe out to dinner, or maybe movie? home. CRASH.

today: up, unhappy. shower and small breakfast because I have no appetite (thanks, cold from hell). dress and whatnot. 8 am: hit the road. maybe talk to Peter. arrive. start work at 10 am…what am I doing today? no idea. lunch and talk with Elizabeth hopefully. supervision w/ S. outreach team meeting at 5 (I think). back to Liz’s. make spaghetti, garlic bread, and salad for Liz and her husband. dinner. read/relax/talk with Liz. bed early if possible because SICK. wake up at 6 tomorrow and head in for an 8 - 5 day (omfg). drive home, slowly, in Friday rush hour (good lord). maybe out to dinner, or maybe movie? home. CRASH.

(Source: duendehandlettering, via yourpersonalcheerleader)

COULD I NOT HAVE A TERRIBLE COLD THOUGH?

lildarkvixen:

"you can’t ship that, that character has canon interaction with the opposite sex"

(Source: kisumisbae, via neil-armsloth)

I want to have friends. I mean friends I see in my real life. I miss you guys. I miss Peter and Linds and Ruth and Nia and Matt and Tiff and Jenny — people I hung out with in Oregon. It was one thing to spend a year in New York mostly alone because I had Mom and Pip, and I was so focused on weight restoration and the REST that came with recovery. But now I…I miss talking to people face to face. I miss not feeling miserable and over-stretched and overwhelmed. I am constantly dying in some kind of existential adulthood grad school debt anxiety fest. I want out.

therecoverybitch:

my mom sent me this today

therecoverybitch:

my mom sent me this today

"Every stone I turn has diamonds under it."

Peter, on reading only women authors for a year

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dietkiller:

Plums

We are about to leave for a funeral (the second I’ve been to in two weeks — ouch, world) and we are bringing a bowl of fresh plums from the farmer’s market. Exactly as he would have wanted.

dietkiller:

Plums

We are about to leave for a funeral (the second I’ve been to in two weeks — ouch, world) and we are bringing a bowl of fresh plums from the farmer’s market. Exactly as he would have wanted.

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nyooms:

being against gay marriage does in fact 100% make you homophobic sorry

(via light-through-the-night)

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