Hi, I'm Joe.This is where I blog about my life and the goings-on within. I'm currently on my way to becoming a high school English teacher at the University of Oklahoma. I tend to reblog things that I like, which includes (but is not limited to) literature, Zelda, Pokemon, Game of Thrones, kids movies, shit I like, cute animals, attractive men, Buffy, Glee, Doctor Who, knitting, Weeds, Grey's Anatomy, marijuana, music I like, movies I like, alcohol, comic books, and some anime. If any of this interests you, or if you just wanna read the ever continuing and often whiny story of my life, please follow.
There are infinitely more things to worry about when you’re in a relationship than when you are single.
I before E
except when you run a feisty heist on a weird beige foreign neighbour
#and caffeine-strung atheists reinventing protein at their leisure #plebeians may deign to forfeit #either that or seize the language and reinvent it
fuck the english language
(via smokeand-ice)
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
they say New orleans is haunted… this has proved the theory 100%
I was sending photos like this to everyone when I started writing Nightmare in Silver. There is something uniquely disturbing about abandoned Amusement Parks.
(via decadantzombie)
Reminder of: reason for eggplant’s name
Well that clarifies it a lot.
(via extoria)
When a serpent’s eye fixes on us, legendary & forsaken. Knowledge of imparted wisdom & sight. A coiled frenzy on the brink dawn. Where we’re heading, hovering above fatal forms …
(via bloodblessed)
I can’t change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to.
My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm.
I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking of him.
Today is the first day since we’ve met that I haven’t really spent any time with him since we first met really, and I’m not counting the couple hours I was at his place when I woke up this morning, even though they technically do count… so I guess this is the first night I haven’t spent with him since we’ve met. He is really really great, and I am in very deep like with him already, and it’s only been a couple weeks since we’ve been seeing each other.
I definitely think that the fact that I am able to really be myself with him, that I can have full disclosure with him about who I am and my thoughts and what goes on in mind… I’ve rarely found someone in my life who I can stand to be open and honest with for any period of time, and I have never felt as comfortable with another man as I do with Gavin.
I just can’t stop thinking about him.
I’ve heard a lot of opinions over the last couple years on what does and does not make one a “real” writer, and frankly it’s getting a little annoying.
“A real writer doesn’t need inspiration.”
“A real writer writes every day.”
You know what a real writer…
