Poppy and Robin are getting married.

april 8th 2010
it started out as a bet.

may 10th 2011
Poppy is spending every free minute on choosing the design of the invitations.

december 2nd 2012
we barely meet although i feel sorry to cheat on him. so i usually don't. sidenote: still not married.

december 24th 2012
boston
Robin re-proposed. With a proper ring. I don't think I've been that happy and in love for a long time.

january 26th 2013
las vegas
i got married. to jimmy kimmel.

january 17th 2014
boston
had my coronation.

succeeding

All winter we got carried away
Over on the rooftops, let’s get married
All summer we just hurried
So come over, just be patient and don’t worry
So come over, just be patient and don’t worry

So come over, just be patient and don’t worry
And don’t worry

Try
Try

Try
Try

No, I don’t want to battle from beginning to end
I don’t want to cycle of recycled revenge
I don’t want to follow death and all of his friends

No, I don’t want to battle from beginning to end
I don’t want to cycle of recycled revenge
I don’t want to follow death and all of his friends

And in the end
We lie awake and we dream of making our escape
And in the end
We lie awake and we dream of making our escape

//
I’m weak. I don’t remember being that weak, physically and mentally at the same time.

The physical pain is breaking me. It gets me paranoid. It’s hard to keep believing. I put my energy into trusting my crew.
//

“I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.”

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am

But these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true, I was made for you

I climbed across the mountaintops
swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you

Oh because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do, I was made for you

You see the smile that’s on my mouth
It’s hiding the words that don’t come out
And all of my friends who think that I’m blessed
They don’t know my head is a mess

No they don’t know who I really am
And they don’t know what I’ve been through
Like you do, and I was made for you

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am

Oh but these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true, I was made for you
Oh yeah, well it’s true that I was made for you


//
Getting mixed emotions of all my men. Shouldn’t have Denny yet so deep in my head.
//

“Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”

—   F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby  (via circumcising)

 

(via errrinvia)

(Source: lokoprincess, via overboarddd)

Pole dancing to Biblical by Biffy Clyro. Is it okay to call it handling the situation?

It’s really hard. Things wouldn’t be hard at all if I didn’t have to choose. The hardest part is that I have to make a choice.

I know, for sure, that I want to be with Jimmy. He is the best, and most convenient, thing that has ever happened to me.

I don’t know if I actually want to be without Robin. We had gone through so many hard times together, and apart but for each other. I really knew I could count on him.

Robin is the one and only and nowhere else in my life could I possibly find a replacement for him, whereas, as much as I hate to admit it, Jimmy is my alternative happy ending for Denny. But God I’m glad to have that in my life.

I wish I didn’t have to make a choice. Although I have already made one.

It’s the second time in those 80 weeks of the marriage of me and Jimmy, that I desperately miss Robin. I miss being next to him, alone with him, at his place. I miss his body so bad, I miss his smell, and his voice when he was talking to me only, and his laughter. I’m afraid I’m soon gonna find myself driving to his place, and maybe not even have to courage to come out of the car. Just sit there, in front of his house, our house of three years, and kill myself with the memories and would be-s.

The worst part is, in the time that I’ve been married to Jimmy, the GOLD has had eighteen meetings. I’ve missed six of them, and of those that I’ve attended, he has missed four. That leaves us with eight different occasions that we were physically put into the same room and could have agreed to figure something out or at least make a start by planning a lunch together. But not for once has neither of us slipped and said anything not work related. That’s quite silly to be honest.

For the past 80 weeks I haven’t managed to get myself together and talk to Robin about… things. And I miss him and I’m not sure if I want to have a life without him anymore. I don’t even know what I would say to him.

I eat my dinner in my bathtub
Then I go to sex clubs
Watching freaky people gettin’ it on
It doesn’t make me nervous
If anything I’m restless
Yeah, I’ve been around and I’ve seen it all

I get home, I got the munchies
Binge on all my Twinkies
Throw up in the tub
Then I go to sleep
And I drank up all my money
Dazed and kinda lonely

You’re gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I’m missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Pick up daddies at the playground
How I spend my daytime
Loosen up the frown,
Make them feel alive
I’ll make it fast and greasy
I’m numb and way too easy

You’re gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I’m missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain’t got no end
Ooh
Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
Ooh

Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain’t got no end
Ooh
Can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain

You’re gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I’m missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh


♥


You keep coming back. I keep letting you in.

You keep coming back.
I keep letting you in.

(Source: soneedyourlovesofuckyouall)

'You’re very handsome, Poppy.’
 That was the best compliment ever.

my guardian angelmy best friend
'You’re very handsome, Poppy.’ That was the best compliment ever.

my guardian angel
my best friend

(Source: tomhazeldine, via tomhazeldine)

so unfair
the prince

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

My friends had you figured out
Yeah they saw what’s inside of you
You tried hiding another you
But your evil was coming through

These guys sitting on the wall
They watch every move I make
Bright light living in the shade
Your cold heart makes my spirit shake

I had to go through hell to prove I’m not insane
Had to meet the devil just to know his name

And that’s when my love was burning
Yeah it’s still burning

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

Each time that I think you go
I turn around and you’re creeping in
And I let you under my skin
‘Cause I love living in the sin

Boy you never told me
True love was going to hurt
True pain I don’t deserve
Truth is that I never learn

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

Give up the ghost
Give up the ghost
Give up the ghost
Stop the haunting baby

Give up the ghost
Give up the ghost
Give up the ghost
No more haunting baby

I keep going to the river

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

I keep going to the river to pray
‘Cause I need something that can wash all the pain
And at most
I’m sleeping all these demons away
But your ghost, the ghost of you
It keeps me awake

/ I keep going to Seattle to cry ‘Cause I need someone who could fix up my brain. / MAN I sometimes still miss Denny SO bad. It’s unreal.
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