aziz ansari’s voice in the back of my head faintly telling me to treat myself is going to be my downfall
got my first letters addressed to August and Jake Niehaus today…grinning like an idiot.
Karou wished she could be the kind of girl who was complete unto herself, comfortable in solitude, serene. But she wasn’t. She was lonely, and she feared the missingness within her as if it might expand and…cancel her. She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bone
You don’t have to save me. Just hold my hand while I save myself.
(via thatkindofwoman)
I finally got Jake watching Parks & Rec, and he adores it. he thinks Ron is the greatest, and also has been cuted out by April and Andy’s story of love. :D also, he laughed SO hard at “Ben Wyatt Human Disaster.” new level of true love achieved.
This calls for a Parks gif party!
