I have this Suface Spell dress, it’s fantastic
Designed by rosabianca shop
Classic Lolita style
A Wild eStore Appeared!
another adorable JSK from Qutieland!
Hey you should all go buy yourselves a copy of this steampunky, piratey, adventurous goodness! Ebooks are $5, paperbacks are $17! You can read the first two chapters here for free! Go go gooo!
Seriously it’s an excellent book
SHERLOCK TEA COLLECTION GIVE AWAY!
Awesome news guys! The cool folks at Adagio have been kind enough to help out with a giveaway for a complete collection of the Sherlock Tea blends. That is 11 bags of different tea featuring art work by yours truly. That’s about 50 servings in each bag. More if you re-steep your tea (which is possible with most of them). That is a LOT of tea. How bonkers is that? Very. It’s awesome. Here’s the lowdown on how to win A WHOLE BUNCH OF TEA.
- Anyone ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD can enter! If you live outside of the U.S. I’ll foot the bill to get you some tea myself. Because odds are you are awesome and you deserve it.
- You do not have to be following me to win, but it might be helpful to keep track of updates or changes (if any). Plus I plan to make some blends for other fandoms in the future, so if tea is your thing, it might not be a bad idea?
- Only two reblogs a day allowed.I did not realize how often people would reblog my last give away soooo I’m going to enforce this LOL. You can reblog on as many days as you’d like, but yeah, only 2 reblogs a day please. I’ll be checking.
- The give away will end and I will choose a winner on Wednesday March 7th. I’ll probably choose late at night on that day, so I’m going to say I’ll stop counting reblogs at 10 p.m. EST.
- [ADDED] LIKES DON’T COUNT. Sorry! You have to reblog!
A big thanks to Adagio for hooking us up with some awesome tea, and for all of you for following me and encouraging my tea-y ways! Good luck everyone!
I went outside today. And when I say outside I mean outside the confines of my neighbourhood. And I didn’t even feel like venturing that far. But I did it. And when people looked at me, I didn’t assume it was because I was wrong, or they could see what I was thinking. I told myself it was because people were just looking in my direction, just taking me in as a part of their landscape. And it worked. I was able to walk around without any fear. Able to go into shops with my brother and buy lunch without being terrified.
I was still exhausted by the time I got home, but I did it. Baby steps, yeah?On 9/11
I was six-years-old when those planes crashed into the Twin Towers and changed the world forever. My only memory of is of walking past my primary school library the day after it happened and seeing a bunch of the older kids sitting in front of the TV the librarian had wheeled out. I saw the burning towers and thought they must be watching a movie. No, it was the news, the librarian told me. She wanted me to leave; I was only six, too young to see something like that. But I didn’t understand what was happening, I thought it was kind of cool, like a movie. I couldn’t believe something like that was real. It slipped out of my consciousness. I knew it had happened, but it wasn’t big to me. Just a part of the world. Just another disaster.
It’s ten years since then, tomorrow. The videos have been all over the news. And it’s the first time I’ve properly seen those images. The first time I remember seeing those planes fly into the buildings. And I was shocked. When I saw it I couldn’t move. I felt cold and wanted to cry. My shock is ten years too late, maybe, but it’s there. You can’t get over seeing a plane just fly into a building, see it collapse. Thinking of all the people that died, what it must’ve been like to see the plane coming at your office window, to be a passenger on that plane. I realise the impact it had on the world. I realise how such a senseless act has changed us all. I want to say those people died for a reason, but they didn’t. I wish it hadn’t happened. I hope it never does again.
At Christmas time, my brother was playing one of his bang-bang-kill-everything games. My war veteran Pop was watching him play. Pop could tell which guns he was using by their sounds alone.
I made a writing / ~feelings~ blog because I am a badass. I just need something to write and some feelings.