|The spray of lilac fell from his hand upon the gravel. A furry bee came and buzzed round it for a moment. Then it began to scramble all over the oval stellated globe of the tiny blossoms. *He watched it with that strange interest in trivial things that we try to develop when things of high import make us afraid, or when we are stirred by some new emotion for which we cannot find expression, or when some thought that terrifies us lays sudden siege to the brain and calls on us to yield it.*|
|Someone:||can I use your computer for a second|
|Me:||what do you need I'll look it up for you|
if i were a murderer i’d be the febreze murderer and lead my victims blindfolded to...
Took John Green’s advice and mentioned my knowledge of Tumblr on my resume for a social media specialist job I applied for :P
Do you ever just have that one person you have a tiny subtle little crush on and it’s just never going to go away.
It is only a lot of walking if you don’t know where to park. :) Here’s a google map of the 100 Acres Art and Nature Park showing what I mean: If...