Innerworkings of a Hopeless Romantic Writer

Elizabeth. 19.
Married to a wonderful bearded, tattooed man.

Writing is my life <3 My stuff is on http://www.wattpad.com/user/Lizzey500

I'm ALWAYS here for anyone that needs someone.

My blogs for when I hit post-limit: lovely-ellie.tumblr.com and snakebites-and-wrist-tattooes

Pregblr/mumblr lovely-lizzeys-babies

My simblr is lizzeys-sims

myawfulpersonality:

Having an anxiety disorder is like that moment where your chair almost tips or you miss a step going down the stairs but it never stops

(via rrrroncoe)

m4zed:

felix-tha-cat:

wolf gang on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/28279118


Jizz in my pants

m4zed:

felix-tha-cat:

wolf gang on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/28279118

Jizz in my pants

(Source: , via rrrroncoe)

scntrx:

Depression Blog

thefaultinourheadcanons:

emeralddarkness:

ughjohnwatson:

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general

BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.

It’s in words

(Source: inactive-ughjohnwatson, via rrrroncoe)

bell-jarsandthunderbirds:

Untitled on We Heart Ithttp://weheartit.com/entry/120617583/via/seriouslyweheartit

Reblog and see if you get a color.

PURPLE:

We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

FUCHSIA:

I wish I could become your best friend through the internet.

GREY:

You leave me with jumbled words.

RED:

I'm in love with you.

PINK:

I have a crush on you.

TURQUOISE:

You're hot.

CHARTREUSE:

I sincerely wish you would notice me.

TEAL:

We have quite a lot in common.

BLUE:

You are my Tumblr crush.

ORANGE:

I dislike your page.

YELLOW:

PLEASE FUCK ME.

WHITE:

PLEASE MARRY ME.

GREEN:

I find you cute.

BLACK:

I would date you.

BROWN:

I dislike you.

icy-brunette:

accusors:

am i the only one who finds wearing a thong and really oversized sweats tHE MOST COMFORTABLE THING EVER

(via intr0ve-rt)

borislavova:

 

planetary-gogo:

i-smell-sex-and-coffee:

eluting:

i wish i had my own apartment so i could make food at two in the morning and dance around in my underwear

funny how once you get your own apartment this is actually exactly what happens

And then you cry over the responsibility of living on your own.

(Source: wispygirl, via intr0ve-rt)