Colorado, Rocky Mountain High

So my boyfriend went to Colorado for Thanksgiving. He got a ride with his brother, his brother’s wife, and their kids. They left on the 22nd, and were supposed to either be home by, or leave, today.

They are currently still in Colorado, working on the car, which is having transmission problems. Tim says he doesn’t know when they’ll be able to leave.

Tim has also told me repeatedly he loves it in Colorado, and doesn’t want to leave. This upsets me. My boyfriend battles depression constantly, and for me, the fear he won’t come home is real. 

It does not ease my mind at all that our only means of communication is Facebook. I’m kind of a mess, and it’s ridiculous. Logically, I know things will be okay. But how they will end up okay, I cannot foresee. 





Putting fitspo text over posters of people drinking

i was horrified until i got to the explanation and now i feel like this might be even more important than the other thing i just reblogged.

This is the most elegant bullshit-calling. 

(via shrek-gendered)



Merry: confused awe

Frodo: confused awe

Sam: confused awe

Pippin: finally I’m getting the respect i deserve from these peasants 

(Source: dumbledoreisabamf, via robojoe-deactivated20130915)


I’m 23. My peers are getting married, and having babies, and buying houses and being generally adult. Then there’s me. I live in my parents house, I can pay the bills I have but have no savings, and I don’t even own a car. Whatever. I have a happy relationship with my boyfriend of like six years, and an annoying dog. Also I have fandoms and the internet. It could be worse.


Food Bloggers

When  I visit some of my favorite blogs, sometimes I feel like I don’t fit in. Don’t give me that look, you know what I mean, and I know you know because this is tumblr.

Anyway. The cake blogs, the photos are usually great, and amazing and delicious looking, buuuuuuut

Wooden forks. i don’t get it. Not appealing. i enjoy my forks made of metal, and to be able to function. Wooden fork aren’t even that cute.

I don’t mind eating with chopsticks though.


Probably some sort of undiagnosed issues…

So I haven’t really felt much like posting original content lately, but i still wanna reblog stuff. But like 95% of the stuff in my dash that i find good enough to reblog is from the same person. And then it feels awkward, so i don’t do it, and I don’t even like the stuff because I feel like a creeper.


(Source: bleu, via seselapod)

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