My ex is an ASSSSSSSSHOOOOOOOOOOLE!
Those aren't assholes! It's pronounced "AZALEAS!"
And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— And this, and so much more?— It is impossible to say just what I mean! But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: Would it have been worth while If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl, And turning toward the window, should say: “That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.”
• things I like doing.
• Ask me anything
easyspeakeasy
And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— And this, and so much more?— It is impossible to say just what I mean! But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: Would it have been worth while If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl, And turning toward the window, should say: “That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.”
• things I like doing.
• Ask me anything
easyspeakeasy
ugh. so many feelings. like jumpin jellybeans.
Hanging out with a boyfriend
In the beginning:
After that:
Whenever I read What Should We Call Me I just spend five minutes silent and then random bursts of loud laughter. I end up wanting to reblog everything and then realize how that would do nothing but create a replicablog of it. It really is amusing!
