23, Illustration/Graphic Design graduate. I love a random assortment of things included but not limited to: Daft Punk, Teen Wolf, Illustrative art, comics, fashion, and anime and manga. Sometimes I also bake.


The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;

W. B. Yeats, from “The Wild Swans at Coole”   (via campfiresandcandlelights)

(Source: mitochondria)

Wake me up at 3am just to tell me that I’m not close enough. Wake me again at 7am because we need to get ready for the day. Once more at 7:15 because we both know I don’t do mornings. Tell me about the dream you had last night while we have toast and orange juice. I’m tired as hell but I hear and feel every single word that you say. Ask me how I slept because you feel like you’ve been talking for too long. My answer is always the same when you ask, sleeping next to you is heavenly. Apologize for waking me up at 3am while I assure you that it’s okay and that I’m so glad that you did, then rally in your stubborn persistence the notion that it was out of line. Start explaining how wrong it was. You won’t get very far into your rant because I need to kiss you. Not only to stop you from being ridiculous but because I love you so much more than I can express with words. So please, wake me up at 3am so I can pull you closer and kiss you softly. “I love you endlessly” will be my sleepy response each time; as those four words are the only ones that can even come close to explaining my feelings for you.

I love you a lot (via sarahiscray)


casually call people “human” to unsettle them and make them question what sort of being you are

I did NOT get a boyfriend just so my butt could go untouched

something I said to my boyfriend so he would touch my butt