thepaladog asked: Howdy there, dorkface. Watching you stumble around Tumblr in a daze of confusion is actually really cute. You should show your face 'round here more often.
Thanks, babe ^_^ I believe I will!
IDEAS PLZZ
I’m having the worst time coming up with fresh material for skits/videos for the YouTube channel Brady and I started -_- Our first vid was of me pretending to regurgitate a phone for crying out loud. Any and all ideas are welcome and very much appreciated!
Hnggggghh
It’s only been a day but I miss you sooooooooooo much. :( It’s gonna be a long two years. But I know we’ll make the best of things, and I’ll be by your side no matter what
Of goddesses and dreamers
At the cold end of a pitiful, rainy year stood a young man who had not the breath nor will to sing as his heart once projected so soundly. The frigid air and relentless rain struck his skin like needles of ice. He had lost so much. Stability, friends, a home, all just weightless fragments of memories riding the wind into oblivion. They were instead replaced with the bitter sadness, the impending result of his fragile heart’s descent into the void of lies and manipulation. In the moments of his groveling, am all too familiar and daunting practice, he exasperated a most mournful plea.
The rain continued, but the air held still for a moment. The very atmosphere felt warm and rejuvenating. In that moment the sky darkened as he realized his plea was heard. The full, dark clouds rolled together like waves crashing on the sea. And out of the darkness flashed a swift light, followed ever so slowly by a mighty roar of thunder. It was as if a noble, benevolent beast was hiding amongst the endless sea of clouds. The flash of lighting revealed itself to be an outstretched hand adjoined to a breathtaking figure. Her skin was satin to the touch, and her hair fell free and playful just above her shoulders. And her eyes, oh her eyes, were as emeralds and dazzled like sparkling treasures from the heavens. Nearly to the point of melting before this electric angel, the pitiful, broken man rose too his feet with were assistance. Her smile was enough to fool him into thinking he had entered the next life. He gorgeous blue and emerald eyes winced as her smile grew. She leaned forward and said two words he would never forget. “No worries”, she spoke softly but soundly. Sparks flew and encircled the two as her lips found their way to those of the young broken man. He returned her affection, smiling as he vowed to stay with her for as long as earth turns and love her as infinitely as the sky.
And that’s the story of how the Thunder Goddess saved the broken man, and found his voice. And the story continues like a book with no last page.
