Stuff My Girlfriend Likes

Sometimes I find internet stuff I think Stefaroo will like.

Rather than put it all in my main tumblelog, or send her multiple emails a day, I'll be posting that stuff here.

Maybe you'll like it, too.
September 9
animalstalkinginallcaps: BY ALL THE TWINKLING STARS OF BOUNTIFUL HEAVEN THOSE ARE SOME OF THE LOVELIEST FLOWERS EVER I’VE SEEN UPON THE EARTH. THOSE FLOWERS ARE LIKE LIEV SCHREIBER’S FACE HEWN OF DEW-DAPPLED PETALS AND PISTILS.  A BOY COULD FALL IN LOVE WITH FLOWERS SO NEAR TO THE GRACE OF GOD. A BOY COULD FORGET HIS TROUBLES AND WALK FREE AMONGST THE TREES. A BOY COULD NEVER GO BACK TO HAROLD WASHINGTON HIGH SCHOOL AND ITS INSUFFERABLE WOODSHOP CLASS, NEVER AGAIN HEAR THE TAUNTS OF HIS CLASSMATES, COARSE LANGUAGE FROM COARSER BLOODLINES, TAUNTING HIM UNTIL THE SETTING OF THE SUN. A BOY COULD WEAR A SCARF IN THE FOREST, AND NONE WOULD CALL HIM ‘FAGGY’. I SHAN’T RETURN TO FOURTH PERIOD. THIS IS MY ETERNAL RECESS.

animalstalkinginallcaps:

BY ALL THE TWINKLING STARS OF BOUNTIFUL HEAVEN THOSE ARE SOME OF THE LOVELIEST FLOWERS EVER I’VE SEEN UPON THE EARTH. THOSE FLOWERS ARE LIKE LIEV SCHREIBER’S FACE HEWN OF DEW-DAPPLED PETALS AND PISTILS. 

A BOY COULD FALL IN LOVE WITH FLOWERS SO NEAR TO THE GRACE OF GOD.

A BOY COULD FORGET HIS TROUBLES AND WALK FREE AMONGST THE TREES. A BOY COULD NEVER GO BACK TO HAROLD WASHINGTON HIGH SCHOOL AND ITS INSUFFERABLE WOODSHOP CLASS, NEVER AGAIN HEAR THE TAUNTS OF HIS CLASSMATES, COARSE LANGUAGE FROM COARSER BLOODLINES, TAUNTING HIM UNTIL THE SETTING OF THE SUN.

A BOY COULD WEAR A SCARF IN THE FOREST, AND NONE WOULD CALL HIM ‘FAGGY’.

I SHAN’T RETURN TO FOURTH PERIOD. THIS IS MY ETERNAL RECESS.

(via kellydeal)