
I'm sorry about your broken bones and your empty heart, the world can be bitter and toss you aside but never give up, throw your arms to the sky and laugh like you've done it a million times
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Keep fighting-there's always something to look forward to. Things are always changing; you have the power to turn your life around, to break ties, to do anything. If you need to talk, I'm here-I've helped so many people through their problems and encouraged them for the better.
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rarely nsfw | hate&wank free
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Blameless
Library of Souls
Knitting:
Socks for boyfriend
Hat for mom
Patchwork blanket
Collecting:
Yarn
Books
Art supplies
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I’ve been gone for a long time, I know. There are still about 14 700 of you hanging around. Once again, I wanted to thank you for your support. I’m not sure what’s going on here lately but if you want to find me I’m either on instagram @okaymoose or look for me at www.patreon.com/okaymoose.
Hello everyone! I hope you’re all well. I see almost 1000 people have lost faith in me, with good reason. I absolutely never use tumblr anymore. I had a good run but I’m 22 years old now, I’ve had a boyfriend for a year and a half and we live together! I’m also in my 4th year of University doing my BA honours in Visual Arts.
I had a really good run on here. I made a lot of good friends. Maybe no friends for life but that’s how it is sometimes. If you want to see what I’m up to these days then follow me on instagram @okaymoose it’s really the only social platform I use. You can see my art and my face and maybe my boyfriend’s face occasionally (he’s tall and has a wicked beard).
Thank you all for giving me such a great run. With almost 16000 followers (now 15000 even though I’ve been inactive for months) you all really gave me a good few years on here. THANK YOU!
4x15 | Death on a Holiday
The really disturbing thing is that Alastair actually seems to mean that.
I’m not giving up, Charlie. I don’t have a death wish, and even if I did, I can’t die, not with this on my arm.