MOTHERFUCKERS. I GOT TO VIDEO CHAT WITH MY BRIAN.
I’m so fucking HAPPY.
First time I’ve seen his face in over three months.
That man is fucking gorgeous.
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I have told myself you are not allowed to hurt me anymore. That’s what hurts the most.
I Wrote This For You: The Pain Unfelt (via anditslove)(via notveryfuzzy)
The second portion of Brian’s birthday present has shipped.
:D
And I have a whole fucking box of red wine. That’s right, a box.
:D
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Ahhh!!
Brian’s downloading Skype on his iPod AS I WRITE.
I can’t believe we didn’t think of this earlier!!!
:D:D:D:D
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Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
Madeline Miller, from The Song of Achilles (thanks, stevedrive)(Source: the-final-sentence, via notveryfuzzy)
I miss the red-brown-blonde beard he acquired when he got too lazy to shave.
I miss nuzzling it.
And I miss when he finally did shave and suddenly he looked like a turtle.
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