he is dear to me as i am dear to him

First Impressions Of Albert - 7th June 1836 - Victoria’s Letters - Victoria to Uncle Leopold

The transcription of Victoria’s letter to her uncle Leopold, reporting her first impressions of Prince Albert (who Leopold had sent in the intention of matchmaking with Victoria) -

My dearest Uncle,
These few lines will be given to you by my dear Uncle Ernest, when he sees you.
I must thank you, my beloved Uncle, for the prospect of great happiness, you have contributed to give me, in the person of dear Albert. Allow me, then, my dearest Uncle, to tell you how delighted I am with him, and how much I like him in every way. He possesses every quality, that could be desired to render me perfectly happy. He is so sensible, so kind , and so good, and so amiable too. He has besides, the most pleasing and delightful exterior and appearance, yo
u can possibly see.

I have only now to beg you, my dearest Uncle, to take care of the health of one, now so dear to me, and to take him under your special protection. I hope and trust, that all will go on prosperously and well, on this subject of so much importance to me.
Believe me always, my dearest Uncle, your most affectionate devoted & grateful niece

for all the people who are like “yeah but why would zoe like evan back? it seems so forced.”

-zoe is in a severely compromised situation rn and is dealing w/ a lot of shit about not “mourning in the right way” and is looking for someone that isn’t her parents and isn’t the people at school who pity her to just kinda be there.

-evan is a nice kid. he’s probably a direct contrast to her brother and everyone else around her, because he’s awkward and pretty forward and seemingly isn’t consumed by connor’s death

-also evan puts zoe on a pedestal, he has a whole song telling her how wonderful she is. i mean, that can be really nice sometimes

-zoe is very very very very very intelligent and strong, she doesn’t want pity and she doesn’t want someone else to be in control. she wants to be in control over something, anything in her life which seems so panicked and haphazard rn, and maybe malleable evan, who seems willing to go along with whatever she wants, is that something

-zoe is literally 16? 17? years old, i’ve seen 16-year-olds get together and break up w/ someone they don’t even sorta know in the span of 2 days, so their relationship being kinda flimsy is actually more realistic

-and, like, have you seen ben platt (aka evan hansen)?????

^idk about you but i think ya boy is v attractive/cute, so maybe like it was all just superficial (also the show is definitely commentary about the superficial nature of social media, as evan’s “love” of her despite only really knowing her through instagram (in the beginning) is actually quite a main statement) 

-(also evan has a nice personality, too, i firmly believe, so)

-it was a while between the 1st act (the kiss) and the 2nd act (dating), and we don’t know what happened in the time between, and we can’t judge the circumstances and intricacies of their relationship with so little information

-also they don’t end up together, so maybe there’s a reason their relationship wasn’t built solidly, but rather as a more sudden thing, to emphasize why it all fell apart


I look like a minor. I have a face that looks like 12 even though I’m 21. My coworkers thought I was 16 when I started (the youngest you can be to work there)

Despite my youthful appearance, an old man probably in his mid to late 50’s kept calling me “dear” and “deary”. It was very off-putting for me.
He was kind though, like not inherently creepy, i think it just felt awkward to me because I am very aware of how young I look and sound.

When he got his order, he had to pass by my register to go back to his table. He waited for me to finish handing change back to the customer I was helping (it was just a second or two) and then he leaned towards me and said “Thank you so much for talking with me, dear.” I guess bc while I was taking his order, I asked him about his day (the usual customer service stuff)

Idk I just don’t really understand it. Idk why he called me dear. Maybe I’m just too aware of how I don’t look my age, and maybe I just immediately thought the worst. But it just weirds me out in general when customers/strangers much older than me call me anything but “Miss”.

Angelica Church to Elizabeth Hamilton, 1788

I am my dear Sister extremely delighted with the hopes of seeing America happy, if the new constitution is acceded to we will enjoy it.  I shall then have the prospect that my children will at least be happily settled in a country it has cost me so much to give up.  Will you send me the newspapers regularly instead of sending me fruit, for it is generally spoiled, and the trouble getting it thru the custom house is immense, but the papers must be those that contain your husband’s writing.

Adieu my dear, embrace your master for me, and tell him that I envy you the fame of so clever a husband, one who writes so well.  God bless him, and may he long continue to be the friend and the brother of your affectionate Angelica.

Monsieur Hindeman se porte très bien, ce ne que son amour qui se trouve mal; car il [y a] de bien Jolies femmes a Londres sans les freins du marriage.

source: Columbia University, Hamilton Papers Publication Project

anonymous asked:

Can you do an angst Drabble with Evan and Connor with 7 and 86

Enjoy #86 “Am I scaring you?” and #7 “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy”


“What Evan,” Connor muttered as took another puff of his joint, giving a pointed look to the boy. “Am I scaring you Evan, does the big bad drug addict me, scare you Hansen?” Connor questioned. Connor tended to push people away, despite his feelings for Evan, he wasn’t about to fuck up Evan’s life.

“No-no you do-don’t scare me Connor Murphy,” Evan stated as he glanced at the boy. Joint hanging from his lips. “Everyone tells me you’re the bad guy, by everyone I mean Jared but still,” Evan rambled slightly. Connor didn’t scare him, he wasn’t scary, he was just on the inside and Evan knew this.

“Why do you insist on befriending me Hansen?” Connor glared. “Do you just want to tell everyone I am freak, crazy? What is it?” Connor questioned, he was the bad guy, he was horrible, people like Evan Hansen should hate him so why did this boy want to be his friend. “I like-like you a lot Con-Connor, your rou-rough demeaner doe-doesn’t scare me one bit,” Evan stated firmly.

Connor put out his join and stood up. He backed Evan into a corner and laughed as the younger boy glanced up at him. “Scared now?” Connor questioned as he leaned closer to the boy. Evan shook his head and Connor smirked. “Never” Evan answered.

As their lips touched, fireworks exploded. Evan’s heart raced, his mind went silent. When Connor pulled away, Evan glanced up at the long haired teen who still held his smirk. “I’m still not scared,” Evan told him.

“Good,” Connor said as he walked away from Evan. Right now he was high and tomorrow he could deal with what just happened. “But you really should be, I’m an awful human Hansen,” Connor stated as he dissapeared.

Evan didn’t think that, he didn’t think that one bit, but who could fix a mess, but he would make him his, if he could.

Dear Diarist

High school AU where Dean finds a diary, and it just so happens to contain his name - and details of the mystery writer’s intense crush on him. But Dean’s also got a crush… it’s too much to hope for that the diarist is Castiel, right?

happy birthday to @destieldrabblesdaily!!! love you Shirley <3

(read here on AO3 if you prefer!)

Dear Diary,

I think I’m a ghost. No one ever seems to see me at all.

Dean frowned, staring down at the first page of the book that he’d found on top of the lockers, pushed back out of sight. He’d never have found it at all, if Sam hadn’t taken his Physics textbook and hidden it up there, just to show off that he was taller than Dean now.

I don’t talk to anyone and no one talks to me. It’s not that they don’t like me, it’s that they don’t seem to see me at all. I swear I really am a ghost.

Dean stopped reading, frowning. Was this supposed to be an actual diary, or some kind of story? He checked the front cover of the book for a name, a clue to whom it might belong - but found nothing. He opened it up again.

One day, I think I’m just going to stand up and walk right out of class. And no one will even look up. I’m going to walk out of class and never come back and not one person at this school will miss me. And I won’t miss any of them, either. Except…

Dean leaned back against his locker and flipped the page, his attention caught. He wondered briefly whether he should stop reading - but then he got a glimpse of the next few words, and his curiosity escalated out of control.

… there is one boy. Dean Winchester, his name is Dean Winchester. 

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FT Fluff week Day 2 - Music | Games

                                                        Lucy: Age 15 ||| Natsu: Age 16

“Dear Mama,

Oh Mama, it was so embarrassing!

Today, Natsu and I were in my room singing Yellow by Coldplay. I was playing the guitar and I asked Natsu to sing. I swear I am in love with his voice. Oh uhm I mean, yeah, voice. ANYWAY, he pulled me onto his lap and hugged me from behind while I was playing the guitar. Oh my gosh! It was so embarrassing. And then when he sang, ohdearmavishelpme, his breath was tickling my ears and he was whispering the lyrics and– Oh dear, I thought my poor heart was going to burst! But he was too close and his breath and his voice GAH! Stupid Natsu. I know he’s just teasing me.

Sorry Mama, my letter today’s so messed up. But having Natsu near me makes me do things that I wouldn’t really do to people who’s not Natsu. I know I am having feelings for him but… he’s my best friend. I don’t know if he would accept it if I did confess to him but… I’m still young, Mama. I still have time to think about my feelings and for the meantime, I’m going to enjoy being with Natsu as his best friend. He’s the only constant in my ever-changing universe. Well, Levy is also my best friend but she also has Gajeel. And they’re so cute together even though they’re polar opposites! 

Oh yes, I almost forgot. I have no idea why I missed this but… Papa saw Natsu and I when we were jamming… I wanted to be buried with Natsu at that time because he caught me sitting on his lap while Natsu’s face was so close with mine. Papa almost broke down the door and we were so, so scared. He looked like a demon prepared to kill (Sorry for the language, Mama.). But at the same time it was hilarious because suddenly, Papa was chasing Natsu around the room. I couldn’t handle my laugh so I dropped on the bed and laughed so hard. Papa and Natsu stopped their chase and looked at me like I was an animal in a zoo. In the end, we were all laughing and Papa offered Natsu to stay for dinner.

Would you believe it Mama? Papa cooks our dinner every night. He learned how to cook years ago when he reduced his time at the company to take care of me more (and also Natsu since he’s always around the house. I wonder if Grandeeney and Igneel was used to Natsu not being home? I need to apologize to them in the future. Or maybe invite them to dinner together with Wendy.). I’m so happy because the lonely meals became so much livelier with Papa and Natsu around.

I wish you were here, Mama. Papa and I misses you so much. And Natsu wanted to meet you too. 

I love you, Mama.

Love, Lucy.”

                                                     Part 3 of 9

Parts: I (Puppy) // II (Together/Come On)  //  III (Music/Games)  //  IV (Starlight/Rain)  // V (Promises/Always)  //  VI (Count On Me)  //  VII (I Lived/Show Me)  //  VIII (Serendipity)  //  IX (Happy Ever After)

It’s official. I’m cramming everything. I just slept yesterday from 9 pm to 8 am haha. Gosh I was so tired. Oh well. Until next time! XD

Dear Zaddy

Originally posted by ofallingstar

Dear Zaderick,

I wish to send apologies for my lateness in responding. I look forward to working with the man you had in mind to teach me about the Arcane. Simply let me know when I can come to meet with him and begin scheduling lessons. I hope you and your family are well. Though I know he requests no sweets, I am attaching a basket of chocolate covered fruit and nuts with this letter as a thank you for the patience.


@zaderick, @leywalker-starsworn

Elizabeth Hamilton to Margarita Schuyler, 1781

Count Charles my Dear Margaret arrived here last night and brought me the enclosed letters from our Amiable Angelica.  The Celebrated Beauty Count Dillon accompanied him.  He is handsome but nothing equal to what Uncle Cortlandt was nor do I imagine very Clever.  There has been a _____ Ball given to Mr. Carter (?), and the only one.  Let me know if your friend Maria Morris is with you and how you pass your time.  As to me I am the happiest of Women.  My dear Hamilton is fonder of me every day.  Get married I charge you and give this advice to your friend.  There is no possible felicity but in that state imagined me my Sister.  I was much in want of it.

Adieu. Give my love to Papa and Mama and our friends and the others.  ____

With every regard,

Eliz Hamilton

January 21st, 1781

Source: Library of Congress

dear clarke,
      i abhor you. no one else seems to.

dear clarke,
      let me clarify –
i hate you not because you killed all those people,
but because you left behind a boy whose love for you
was encompassed in the stars.
he was willing to move heaven and earth for you.
he stayed when you needed him.
i guess you weren’t willing to do the same.
(that’s why you left, wasn’t it?)

dear clarke,
      you left a broken boy
who holds the weight of the world on his shoulders;
he is not atlas –
he can never be. 
the cosmos are proving to be too much a burden to bear,
but he is trying, goddamnit.
he is trying.

dear clarke, 
      augustus had a sister, but she paled in comparison to you. 

      i am not enough for him anymore. he needs you.

—  octavia’s letters to clarke (inspired by crooked-queen) || k.t
Who Am I This Time? [Jin]

Pairing:Jin x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 3723
Description: Actors act to earn a living and this actor acts to find a life of his own.

Author’s Note: III PUT A READ MooRE are u proud of me @annoyed anon WhehW! altho this is no 5k beauty…u wont have to move ur fingers to scroll ily also this is based off of kurt vonnegut’s short story of the same title from his collection Welcome to the Monkey House.

You first know of him as Tybalt, the short-tempered Capulet, the first cousin to dear Lady Juliet, whom everybody knows of. Tybalt doesn’t show for much of the play, and he still somehow outshines both Romeo and Juliet, hero and heroine.

Romeo stands on a stage with a foil sword in hand, his dear friend Mercutio gathered in his arms as a liquid too bright to be blood seeps from under his shirt; Tybalt stands tall, panting hard after a fight in a square of sixteenth century Verona, hand gripping his heavy sword so hard his knuckles are white. The hate in his eyes is real, the sword in his hand is real, his death, as Romeo plunges his weapon into his chest, is as real as real can be.

And then the lights dim, the curtains swing shut, the next scene of the act begins. The rest of the play does not hold the same sense of reality as it did when Tybalt had strutted his way confidently across the dusty town square of Italy.

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The Little One - Part Two

TITLE OF STORY: The Little One


AUTHOR: writerlivinginadarkworld


GENRE: Romance, Fluff

FIC SUMMARY: Loki and Luna get ready for the birth of their little prince.


WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: Baby feels. Mentions of birth, but it is not detailed. I am in a major baby writing kick.

Part One


Loki and I decided it was time to tell the kingdom about our little prince. It would be a relief to finally tell them about him, but I was nervous. Some people in Asgard did not do well with the news of Loki becoming king, so I could only guess what they would think of our baby. Loki kept telling me not to worry and that everything would be fine. This was surprising because he was so nervous when he was getting ready to become king.

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FT Fluff Week Day 3 - Starlight | Rain

                                                      Lucy: Age 16   |||   Natsu: Age 17

“Dear Mama,

You won’t believe what happened yesterday. Natsu kissed me. Yes, the dense Natsu Dragneel kissed his best friend Lucy Heartfilia in the rain. Oh. My. Mavis. We were sharing an umbrella while walking home and all of a sudden– he just kissed me! I have no idea what was running through his mind but… I liked it. I kissed my best friend and I like it! Now I can’t control what I’m feeling for Natsu. These feelings that I’ve been suppressing all these years… 

I love Natsu.

I love him with all of my heart and soul.

I’ll break if he disappears from my life, Mama. I don’t want that. So I buried these feelings deep inside and locked it with a secret key. But yesterday… he initiated the kiss. His warm mouth slanted over my moist lips… our sloppy movements that became synchronized with one another later on… His tongue memorizing every inch of my mouth… The coldness pouring rain which made me cling more to Natsu’s warmth… I am so embarrassed right now! Ahhh!

After that, we were acting like normal! Well, normal drenched best friends. Papa covered us with a lot of towels when he saw us dripping wet on the front door. At least Natsu and I aren’t awkward with one another or else Papa would suspect something. He might gut Natsu if he heard about what happened. I wouldn’t want Papa to be a criminal or Natsu to be dead. After we changed our clothes (Natsu practically lives in our house so he has clothes in my room.), I started to cook dinner as I promised Natsu after our… kiss.

I really don’t know what I should label us because I think we are more than friends but… screw labels. I’m with Natsu and that’s what matters. He kissed me first anyway. I’m not complaining. He’s more of an action-type guy so I guess it’s his way of telling me his feelings. And I accept it.

I am his and he is mine.

(But he needs to formally ask me to be his girlfriend! That airhead. But I love that airhead anyway… so I’m interested on what he’s gonna do from now on.)

I wonder if you felt the same when you and Papa started to fall in love? Maybe I should ask Papa in the future.

And oh, I’m going to rest now. Because of the stunt that Natsu pulled, I’m sick now! That idiot. He wasn’ t even sick! But he apologized and took care of me. And he’s sleeping here tonight since Papa is in an emergency business meeting. Papa was so hesitant to go but thankfully, Natsu assured him that I will be fine with him. After glaring daggers at Natsu, he agreed and left. So yes, I need to rest now.

I love you, Mama. Good night.

Love, Lucy.”

/spoiler/ It was a coincidence that I put the line “Oh yeah, you’re a fire dragon.” there. It was in my sketch before the spoilers came out. Huhu the feels. Dragonized Natsu??? my old theory is coming back @-@ /spoiler end/

                                                     Part 4 of 9

Parts: I (Puppy) // II (Together/Come On) // III (Music/Games)  //  IV (Starlight/Rain)  // V (Promises/Always)  //  VI (Count On Me)  //  VII (I Lived/Show Me)  //  VIII (Serendipity)  //  IX (Happy Ever After)

Dear Diary

Request: giving him head for the first time in your room and you’re trying to be quiet cause your parents are home but almost end up getting caught. xd

(Imagine an 18 year old Evan.)
[Also, I apologize for the state of the story, I am on mobile. My laptop sucks.]

Dear Diary,

Today my boyfriend, Evan Peters, came over for the first time. He’s a senior in my high school and he’s going to be famous one day. :) He is such an amazing actor. He does plays at the school all the time. He really is very good. Listen to me, I sound like a dumb little kid, gushing over a guy. Well, we’ve been dating for a month now, which is crazy awesome, because all of the other girls are all over him all the time and he chose me! :) Well guess what happened, Diary? He came over and my parents liked him a lot, because they don’t exactly know we’re dating, and they let him come up to my room. So when he got up here we started kissing. At first it was like the kisses we usually do, but then he grabbed onto my hair and pushed me on my bed. It was so hot! He laid on top of me and kissed me very deeply. He was running his hands all up and down my body and I was getting so breathless! We kissed laying down for a while, and then he picked me up and sat me on his lap, and we were still kissing. I started to feel something on my thigh, and after a minute I realized it was a boner! Now, I’ve definitely kissed other guys before, but it’s never gone that far before. During our kissing he asked me if I would blow him, and I said yes. He unzipped his pants really quickly, and it came popping out. I don’t know what a normal size penis is, but his was really thick, and long. He took his hand and put it on the back of my head and just kind of pushed my mouth down onto it. I gagged at first, and was really embarrassed but I got into the movements and then I got really into it. It tasted just like you’d think skin would taste like. Evan started moaning and breathing hard, and I reached my hand up to cover his mouth, because my parents were home, and he stiffened up his hips and said, “Oh fuck, Y/N” Which was, um, really hot! Somehow. But then this warm liquid filled my mouth and then I forced myself to swallow it and it tasted like salty perfume. It was gross. When I looked up at him he zipped his pants up and my mom flew into the room all like “Hey! Whatcha guys doin?!” and being a totally embarrassing mom and Evan piped up and said we were rehearsing for the school play. He’s so quick on his toes. That was my first blowjob, and I kinda can’t wait to do it again. :)


Imagine Fred Trying to get your attention

Originally posted by obviouslyphelps

Dear Dairy, 

 Today the ginger boy in my potion class tried to impress me with a snake heart. While I love the idea of having a pet snake I don’t believe the other girls in my dormitory would like it, so I ignored the gesture. I am sure some other girl discovered it and took it for their own. He is however quite cute…. I think his name might be George? 

 Dear Diary, 

 So his name is Fred, he sent me a paper airplane today in charms of a moving picture showing what was supposed to be me and him on a date. I crumbled it up and bewitched it into a butterfly which bursted into flames when it was over the garbage. I will not accept such childish attempts. 

Dear Diary, 

 Today I saw Fred with that brown haired butch Gryffindor slut, Angelina Johnson. It made my blood boil. Later today I hexed her drink and turned her precious hair lavender…. It should stay that way for the next month or so. When it started to change Fred laughed so hard. I think she thinks he did it, I will make sure to apologize tomorrow. 

 Dear Diary,

 I apologize to Fred, I sent him my own paper creation of a small bird, when he unfolded it I had color changing text apologizing for my actions. He sent me a response back telling me it was a wicked prank and that he would love to have me help him and his friends plot some pranks where they could use that spell. I told him I would gladly help. 

 Dear Diary, 

 It has been a while since the last time I wrote, me and the Weasley boys have become great friends, they want to make me a possible partner in their future business. Fred and I have also started courting, I wonder how far it will go. 

Dear Diary, 

 I come to you after years of silence, I know I wrote very little before my silence. I come though to right one thing… Fred Weasley has fallen…. My love is dead.

Originally posted by hogwartsfansite

  • psychic: *reads my mind*
  • me: dear andrey, dear old friend how goes the war? did we march on the french splendidly? do our canons crack and cry? do our bullets whistle and sing? does the air reek with smoke? i wish i were there, with death at my heels. dolokhov is recovering, he will be alright, the good man. should've been me, i am a most ridiculous man! and natasha is in town, i hear she is more beautiful than ever. how i envy you and your happiness! here at home i drink and read and drink and read and drink and i fill my mind with rot while my heart is empty. and i've been studying the cabal and i've calculated the number of the beast - it is napoleon! i will kill him one day! he is not a great man, none of us are great men. we are just caught in the wave of history, nothing matters, everything matters, it's all the same! if only i could not see it, this dreadful, terrible "it"!
  • psychic: what the fuck

murdertooth-records  asked:

Dear Diary!!

Dears Diary,

Nathans used to says it amen’ts brutals to keeps a diary like some sorts’a little girls, but Charles says we’s all gotta writes our feelings downs after alls the bad stuffs what’s happens latelies.

I feels better nows than when Abigail and me ams in Magnus’s house. We’s boths beens eating lots mores, and lots better foods than what’s he gaves us. Everyones ams nicer to me nows that I’s backs. Williams used to says that it ams gays to cuddles, evens though he likes its, but nows when I hugs hims he amen’ts complainings. He holds me reals close, like he ams afraids I’s gonna slip aways if he lets gos. He holds my hands everywheres toos, and he ams pretendings not to hears peoples makings funs of hims for it, but I knows he can hears thems. But he still amen’ts stoppeds.

I asked hims once why he helds my hands, and he said it ams cause we were crossings the street, but we weren’ts. I didn’ts mentions that, thoughs, cause if I mades him embarrassed he mights not wants to be holding my hands agains. 

I wants to tells him I cans takes cares of myselfs.

But maybes this ams takings cares of boths of us.

the signs as la dispute lyrics
  • aries: one cannot stop the wind from blowing, nor refuse the falling rain. love stirred up a storm inside me, wrapped its arms around my waist. I failed you dear, I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry // last blues for bloody knuckles
  • taurus: "oh, what more can I say to sway him? To make this statue speak? I swear he's made of stone and I am barely stirring up a breeze." // new storms for older lovers
  • gemini: and I pause where I am for a second when I hear your name. sometimes I think I see your face in improbable places. do those moments replay for you? // woman (reading)
  • cancer: so, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head, and if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead. If I can't love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend, and I will lay a bed before you; keep you safe until the end // andria
  • leo: we are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. And if we let our hearts move outward, we will never die // the last lost continent
  • virgo: what a bunch of fools we lovers are. and now she's smiling, with her self put back together, just a shadow of the past before the war // future wars
  • libra: I know that someday you'll be sleeping, darling, likely dreaming off the pain. I hope you'll hear me in the streetlight's humming, softly breathing out your name. I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling scars will remain // nobody, not even the rain
  • scorpio: I guess that makes me sound crazy but that's alright. lately I feel like I might be, not that I've heard any voices or anything. just like that everyday kind, where you forget things you shouldn't and you think too much about death // a departure
  • sagittarius: have you had a moment forced the whole heart to grow or retract? or just shrink. does the heart shrink?tell me everything, tell me everything you know // all our bruised bodies and the whole heart shrinks
  • capricorn: and we sang through smoke and rum and coke and promised with our pity, man, one day, I swear we'll be okay // twelve
  • aquarius: said, understand that if you're cold I'll keep you warm, and besides, there's so much beauty in a storm. so come down with me to the shore and what's more, I adore you // fall down, never get back up again
  • pisces: I’ve been watching a slow thaw come around. I’ve been waiting in the cold and hazy blue. I’ve been driving alone out to the edge of town. I’ve been thinking too much of you // safer in the forest/love song for poor michigan

anonymous asked:

blueberryfuzz: DEAR DIARY give me some good gossip Thorn

read my diary

     my dear diary,

  today I have met the cutest person alive! he gifted me with the most beautiful of gifts, a moon-shroom he called it. it glows in the dark! I have placed the cute little thing beside my bed, I will have to ask him how to best take care of it later, I totally forgot thinking about how spectacular he was. I had given him a flower crown made of some of my favorite flowers, they did not glow but they do have the most amazing smell. he gave me one from the crown too! because ‘he thought I should have something so beautiful too’. oh! I almost forgot. his name is Mune! he is a friend of the families, so I have known of him but never quite had the chance to really meet him until now. I am glad I did. he is the nicest person I have ever met. he does this adorable thing with his ears when he gets excited, and his tail twitches, and he even trills! he is adorable… I hope to see him more….