louise kibble. edinburgh. eighteen.
i love clothes, shoes, bags, lazy days, pub trips, movie nights, reading, photography, ice-cream, banana's, twitter, music, tea, vampire diaries, true blood, csi, criminal minds, bones, 30 seconds to mars, charity shops, russell howard, frankie boyle, lee eveans, going to the beach, day dreaming, disney, mumford and sons, flowers or anything floral.
i re-blog just about anything and everything that i like. also i tend to write pointless posts about meaningless things. enjoy.
if you can make me laugh; then you'll have my heart.
Noo..
i really love holding hands, its such a simple yet beautiful reminder that you’re not alone and for that brief moment, someone cares about you
(via ssatanslut)
Should I have text you today? I asked 4 people option and 3 said yes. I now I feel bad. But what If they are wrong and i just seem clingy, and you don’t actually like me that much. Be so awkward.
Don’t want this to turn out like all the ones in the past have.
Convinced this won’t turn out how I’d like it too.
Also contemplating doing something I really hate doing..
Don’t want to sleep alone tonight.
Tonight would be perfect to have some of your cuddles since I’m so cold.
First time in what feels live forever I’ve properly felt like this. Really hope it lasts. Like really really hope it lasts.
Hate when you want to talk to someone but you don’t want to be the first to text because you were first last time.
TEXT ME. plz.
Just had a panic/anxiety attack. Can’t stop shaking.
I have an idea.. It really only has about 2% chance of working but if it did then I would have some baaaad karma come around and bite me in the ass.. But it could be worth it. I emphasis the ‘could be’
Decisions decisions.
Like my hair today:)
(via complexgirl)
“Are you okay?” he asked softly as he watched her staring out the window for however many minutes it’s been by now. Her expression was bare and almost morbid, and he could easily tell that something was on her mind; he could read her like an open book.
She bit her lip at his question, and a sigh escaped her chest as she looked up. “I’m scared, Ric,” she replied and her voice was shaky. Her expression changed, but it wasn’t a look of happiness or even joy as she faced him; it was an expression of fear and if a passer-by didn’t know any better, pain.
They were both scared. Alaric as much as Jenna, but he knew that no matter what life would throw at them, they would make it. Jenna wasn’t so sure about that. The world seemed like a terrible place now, and she was scared whenever she left the house, but she was not only scared for herself. How would she ever be able to let their child go, knowing what was roaming the streets of Mystic Falls? How would she ever be able to sleep at night, knowing that she could lose Alaric or the baby tomorrow? What had she been thinking?
“I know. Me too,” he replied carefully as he approached her and as he was close enough, he pulled her into his arms. The child they made between them, protected by two loving parents, and in this moment, Alaric promised himself that he would never let anything happen to either one of them. He would die a thousand deaths to keep them safe. He would go to the end of the world and further to make sure nothing will ever hurt the two most important people in his life. They would make it. They would make it through it all.
(via katherinemikaelson)
