I think of it
so you don’t have to.
You forget—
because I remember.
You breathe easy
on the weight I carry.
I hate that,
and I hate that I hate it.
It shouldn’t be like this.
But it is.
This is me missing you.
Imagine what you could see on my spicy site :3
my decision not to migrate to twitter when everyone said the porn ban was going to kill tumblr makes me now feel like one of those people that missed boarding the goddamn titanic
Winter in the Cotswolds
by Ian.W.Stokes
here is the shot I manage to get with the shittiest camera ever