I’m happy frowning. Is that a thing?
The poster for The Fault in Our Stars movie has just been released and you can BUY the physical poster as a perk from the Project for Awesome Indiegogo. I’ll be signing 200 of the posters, too. Thanks so much to Fox for making this possible. Join me as I talk about the movie over on the livestream.
Just woke up and about to go live and had NO IDEA THIS WAS HAPPENING AND OMG IT IS SO COOL!
I totally forgot to tell Hank. I always forget to tell Hank really important things.
ANNOUNCEMENT ON MY BIRTHDAY PLEASE.
my heart just dropped.
my internet speed was updated; means tumblr works. true facts.
I want to gloss
And win you over
To make you shine
And fool you over
As if I’m anything
A sparkle is worth
I want trade winds
Your breath and mine
I want to strip
And sand you down
To make you shine
And win you over
But who am I
Just a dull light
I want ground zero
Your skin and mine
#yes here it is #i have this headcanon actually #where when stiles was a kid #he used to always be snooping in on things #his dad at work #his parents’ conversations at home #and he was horrible at hiding #just absolutely awful #but they always humored him #his dad pretended not to notice him hiding under his desk#even when the other deputies would come by and raise an eyebrow and point silently at his hand or leg or butt poking out the other side #he would just wave them off with an ‘i know’ kind of face and continue their conversation #his parent would share little sidelong glances at wherever he was hiding #under the coffee table or behind the tv#and gradually move the conversation to ‘i wish stiles were her to enjoy this delicious chocolate cake’ #or ‘now if only we could find stiles we would take him to the park to play with scott’ #and share a laugh when he would squawk and scramble out from where he was hiding #when he would play hide and seek with his mom she would always walk around going ‘where’s my little boy?’ #even though she could hear him giggling from inside the pantry or under her bed #and would always be surprised when he crawled out saying ‘i’m right here mama!’ #and because of all this #he has a very distorted idea of what constitutes as ‘sneaky’ #stiles sweetheart precious babycakes#all the stilinski family feels
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“I’d be pretty bummed if I don’t get at least a bite of the Milky Way.”
"What was the happiest moment of your life?"
"That time I went to a Grateful Dead concert."
"Were there drugs involved?"
"Lots of them."
My time as a Phoenix has begun. My wedding color changed from lavender to dark blue and soft gray. I haven’t moved from the couch for most of the day, watching TV, doing homework, the usual. Technology makes it so easy to be lazy. I haven’t run is days. Maybe a week? Well, that’s okay. I’ll get back to it. Just been on a junk food kick. Those happen, and following that, I get really productive, eat more healthy, drink a lot of water and run everyday. It’s a weird balancing act.
Dad isn’t doing well again. Enzyme troubles this time. At least it isn’t his heart again. I’m not sure how much that little engine can take anymore. He’s lost weight, I’ve heard. Haven’t seen him, he doesn’t like company in the hospital. I think it has a lot to do with his mother being in the hospital when he was a little boy, and him sitting in the waiting room for hours on end and seeing sick people and injured people… Maybe he’s still trying to protect us kids, even though we are all grown up and have seen people who are sick or injured. Either way… He may be getting discharged tomorrow if they locate the area of the viral infection that is decreasing his enzymes. Fingers and hearts crossed for Papa.
It’s been a lonely day. But not an absolute terrible one. I mean, I’m breathing, I’m in no pain, getting my education, and engaged to be married. Everyday is an automatic, by default, good day. Of course, I do have my moments of panic, anxiety, crushing fear, but I also have somebody who tells me that they love me, pretty regularly. I’m not alone.
Tonight feels like a bubble bath night.