“Then she gets an idea And calls in the nurses Brings up the chaplain And he says a couple verses They borrow some rings From the couple next door Everybody's laughing As the tears fall on the floor She looks into his eyes, And she says I want you forever Forever and always Through the good, and the bad, and the ugly We'll grow old together And always remember Whether happy or sad or whatever We'll still love eachother Forever and always”
—i love poetry
and i love poetry about love!
but tumblr skews heavily towards, you know, i want to rub the lime wedges of your patellas on the margarita glass of my desire and climb inside the grotto of your cranium to sleep away the dream of love
and i’m like
bring me a mocha.
now get out. this fic is not
gonna read itself.
“You and I are pair of scissors. Alone, we are knives. Sharp and nasty, made to hurt others. But together, we're scissors. Better, safer, more useful. But more than that, we are our missing halves. And whatever comes between us, we destroy.”
—Paraphrased from Vince’s Life: The Wedding by Vince O. Teves, which otherwise seems like it would be a HORRIBLE book.
Also, this is all over tumblr and NO one has the correct quotation or sourced the material. I am throwing massive side eye at all of you cunts.
Also Sam is going completely paleo for a month as of tomorrow so we had an awesome “bye, tempting sweets!” night. We made salmon and cauliflower (which are both paleo!) but then had two bowls EACH of ice cream with hot fudge and whipped cream. And also, we had completely amazing sex this afternoon, jsyk. He might need to go away for the weekend on a more regular basis (or I should!). It was a good weekend, and a good Sunday.
