For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

Melbourne teacher serenades Beyoncé

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Turtle enjoying a bath)



i vacuumed my whole apartment, did dishes, cleaned my whole bathroom, and organized my bathroom and linen closet to be easily packed/partially packed up already. tomorrow night i will pack up my front coat closet and sort through my shoes. i felt like i could have kept going going going b/c once i get on a roll it’s hard to stop organizing. but i wouldn’t let myself work past midnight, so i stopped and made a list of areas/specific packing projects.

i feel like i’m back, in most every sense.

“The soul needs autumn. Let what’s dead fall. Let the wind sweep it up and blow it away. Your colors are changing; it’s so beautiful. Don’t be sad it was a part of you and now is gone. Some things have to die. It’s their season. You can’t hold on. This is your season to let it all fall. Shed what’s dead. Be free, stand tall. There will be a time to bloom again.”

—   your roots remain // (via breanna-lynn)

(via gowns)


  • I had such an amazing amazing night.
  • My partner came over and I got all anxious because it took a long time to get our costumes all together.
  • he was very patient with me and held my hand while I had a panic attack on the way to the event
  • But we looked so cool and I looked so damn sexy. So sexy. My eye makeup has also never looked so gooood.
  • And we got to watch a beautiful/unique/talented group of men and women perform in a burlesque show!
  • AND I got flogged in the dungeon by a really hot mistress in front of a rather large audience. i’ve got some bruises to show for it :3
  • my partner took a lot of pictures which i will post once he emails them to me
  • and we spent the day in bed relaxing except for when he went to get me thai food <3
  • so now i’m all rested up and ready to kick ass cleaning and packing!
  • such a nice weekend.
  • so nice to feel somewhat pleased with my body again…

When you crack the sky, scrapers fill the air.
Will you keep on building higher
‘til there’s no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

I know we’ve come a long way,
We’re changing day to day….