Megan McCafferty, Perfect Fifths
…why do I feel so awkward reblogging this
Shoot, any time I’m at home I’m out of my shoes…
I love shoes, but I hate wearing them. Even when I was in college in Billings, MT and it was -20 F I’d still run to class in flip flops. I sometimes regretted it, but I still have all my toes and I still prefer flip flops when I’m out and no shoes when I’m home. :P
“Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.”
In My Humble Opinion: ” A journal to vent about why people are like that and why all the stupid things they do are so obvious to me, from not using their turn signals to believing they’re the center of the universe to sweating the small stuff to ignoring the fact that we’re all just trying to make our way in this insanely crowded world but some of us are doing it a whole lot better than others”
They called it an Inner Truth Journal.
I LOVE THESE! I’m currently filling up my I Can’t Sleep journal and it’s amazing how much stuff I have in there. I’ve taken it with me on trips and written short drabbles and stapled things in when insomnia hits. I use it more as a gathering place for all my eclectic thoughts, ideas and likes, though admittedly I do write some rather rambly posts about weird things when I’m lying awake at night wishing I was asleep.
“I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”
I feel you, Bilbo, I really do.
I’m replaying Dragon Age Origins and it’s my first Aeducan run. She’s giving me lots of ideas and I have a lot of feelings about her and her story. We’re at this point where we need to do Orzammar in-game and she has put a total stop to it. Does not want to go back. Not one bit.
So this happened.
Khulal stares at the icy, mountain road ahead of her. The next corner will put her face to face with the great gates of a kingdom she never sought to leave. A labyrinth of tunnels filled with the history of her people, her history. She had grown up there and not so very long ago she would have been content to live out her days without ever having seen the wide open world she was exiled to now.
She should not be back here. Only an obligation—an oath—spurred her onward.
That’s when it hits her. It’s not just that she shouldn’t return, it’s that she doesn’t want to.
Poor Anders…I mean we do have to give him a bit of a break here. He did just watch the woman he loves—even if the love part is a bit questionable at times—get shot in the heart. That is beyond traumatizing, even for him. He didn’t think things through but his intentions were good.
Gold star, Anders. You tried.
I acquired some new followers so I figured it’s about time for me to first say “Hello! Welcome! Thanks for following me!” and to post my tags in case you want to blacklist anything! I love meeting new people so always feel free to reach out to me! Really, I promise I don’t bite!
Here are tags I use so you can blacklist things if you wish:
- hysazu rambles - personal, rambly posts
- hysazu writes things - drabbles/fics/etc.
- hysazu tries to draw things - any of my doodles
- hysazu photography - my photography posts
Additionally, if there’s anything you want me to add tags for always, ALWAYS feel free to let me know. I usually am pretty good with it, but I know everyone has their own triggers and I try to help out in any way I can.