anonymous asked:

Hi Ally!♡ I just wanted to let you know that I love your art and that thanks to you I became a fan of Volleyball and BTS.. You kinda saved the relationship between me and my stepsis and motivated me to start pursuing my dreams again(lost teen here;;)

!!!! omg what how did i do something as great as that?? always here for u anon! it’s normal to feel lost in such a huge, fast paced world. it’s the people that matter to you that hold you onto the ground so be brave and stride forward! (im in my last ‘teen’ year and STILL life doesn’t make sense)

anonymous asked:

my dream is to make love with harry, in a tipi. i love imagining harry as a bohemian, like me. we would make love and draw/paint on our body, he would love me going naturally trimmed down there, he would love my body for what it is.he would rub himself on me, while kissing my neck and whispering things. he would sweat and moan and grunt. and we would make love while some indie/alt music is playing. and it would be fucking heaven, i swear. i love you allie, hope you have a great night. be happy❤️

This is actually really hot sounding. Like, him with body paint on? Looking all sexy as you take your fingers to his bare skin? Could be a kind of a foreplay if you ask me. And have you read any of my stories? I’m sort of a fan of sweaty sex. The idea makes me …. weak.

I love you too, sweet anon. Same to you ❤️


just two guys….bonding… i can’t believe this is my first contribution to this amazing show…


But epiphany is such a cliche / There’s plenty of fish in the wrong sea / Like there’s a premium on mystery again…

I don’t want to love you in fragments or half drawn metaphors. I want to love you like the rain loves the earth, in a way that will help you grow and bloom and become the thing which you were always meant to be, beautiful. I don’t want to give you parts of myself, I want you to have it all.
—  T.B. LaBerge // I love you and I miss you

badass book ladies ♀ eight female dynamics [2/8] cammie, bex, macey & liz { the gallagher girls series by ally carter }

The red velvet curtains were drawn around the tiny alcove, and I was enveloped by an odd sense of peace, knowing that in twenty minutes, the halls were going to be crowded; music was going to be blaring; and I was going to go from being an only child to one of a hundred sisters, so I knew to savor the silence while it lasted.