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vampiremarshall:

why can’t people appreciate how much effort I put in to not becoming a serial killer

(Source: princeofdragondildos)

8:43 pm • 1 June 2012 • 47,831 notes

7:43 pm • 31 May 2012 • 3,523 notes

boniverotica:

The story of our meeting is simple and sweet, and we feel that it is private to us and our future children, when they’re ready. So sometimes, as we lie in the hammock with the grass tickling our feet, Bon Iver likes to embellish.In one version, he is a cheese boy whose pungent triple-crèmes are the envy of every goat farmer. He brings his wooden pallets to the market each weekend and sells out before noon, which gives him time to pack his stall at a leisurely pace, wander the corridor in his straw hat and flopping sandals, and have his pick of lunches at the sandwich stand while the other dairy stalls are still hustling. He always makes his way to the north end where the strawberry girl works. He sits on a box while she weighs baskets of her candylike berries: tiny and perfectly red, each dressed with a green leaf, as though they’ve been meticulously sketched by a botanist. She tolerates him, whipping him with her apron when he is impudent and placidly controlling her expression when he finds a way to be sweet. She consistently rejects his invitations to the dance hall - until one day in August, when he brings her bread studded with grains and with a crust so hard it shatters, and a soft little cheese whose rind he has molded into the shape of a strawberry.

So a guy came into the pub the other day, I poured him the pint he asked for but when it came to paying he didn’t have enough cash, so I told him not to worry and that I’d happily buy him the drink.

I went into work tonight and there was the guy, standing at the bar with his wife. As soon as they both saw me they came over and offered me £5 in return for me buying the drink, it turns out the guy’s dad had just died that day and he’d run off to the pub just wanting a drink, and he really appreciated my kindness. They were such a lovely couple and this really made me realise how much a little kindness can mean to someone, even if its not obvious.

10:15 pm • 25 May 2012 • 1 note

I want my next tattoo already

7:58 pm • 23 May 2012

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