Because dear gods the ones I’ve been able to keep close to STILL no matter what look out for me. We hardly even talk but when it comes to a gig or something, we’ve all got each other’s backs. So as of right now I already have a spot saved for me probably right up front.
I don’t deserve friends that are this good to me. One of them BOUGHT me my ticket without me even knowing or asking, and now this other one is saving me a spot in the queue. Do people this fantastic honestly exist?
If I ever did anything right in the few years of my existence, it was definitely joining the MCRmy.
I can never repay you lot back and our memories will last me a lifetime.
A shelter up in the trees; a lightweight aluminium structure hung around a tree trunk, a 4×4x4 meters box clad in mirrored glass. The exterior reflects the surroundings and the sky, creating a camouflaged refuge. The interior is all made of plywood and the windows give a 360 view of the surroundings.
The construction also alludes to how man relates to nature, how we use high tech materials and products when exploring remote places in harsh climates (Gore-tex, Kevlar, composite materials, light weight tents etc).
The functions included provide for a living for two people; a double bed, a small bath room, a living room and a roof terrace. Access to the cabin is by a rope bridge connected to the next tree.
To prevent birds colliding with the reflective glass, a transparent ultraviolet colour is laminated into the glass panes which are visible for birds only.
Two things I love: Treehouses and Sweden. TAKE ME THERE NOW
Aw love! Im sorry youre saddened by my recent icon change. But rest assured, I'm still black and white Noelio on the inside. x x
Oh I think it’s just cos that photo has a separate sort of attachment to me apart from you as well haha I’m quite alright with Mosshart; you practically are her to me in my mind anyways lol I’ll get on just fine xx
So today my co-worker Nichlas told me it was going to be our last night working together
This is the guy that trained me. Normally i’d say I was happy he’s leaving cos he got on my nerves every now and then but i’m actually genuinely sad he’s leaving.
Like he’s not a hugger but when we were saying our goodbyes he came over and gave me a big hug and told me I was the best person he’d ever trained. I started tearing up and even now i’m a bit misty eyed. He taught me a lot and i’m going to miss him very much. :C
I've been wondering for a while, why do you tag your posts about Bert with "Bertbutt"???
lolol I’ve been wondering when someone would ask! It’s basically my nickname for him. I’m sure you want some sort of back story so here you go~:
There’s this one shirt Bert wore for a while that said “Buttsex is itchy”. When the first photo of it surfaced aaaall those years ago I lol’d into oblivion and saved it of course. When I did save it, I filed it under the name “Bertbutt”. There you have it. It was one of those things that just stuck out in my mind. Honestly no one really knows that’s my own personal nickname for him cos I’ve never told anyone haha It never seemed like something I should go around telling.
In any case I always thought it was kinda cute anyways and it fit for some reason so it’s stuck all these years. xx
“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have.”—Henry Rollins (via lovesongforlucifer)