/Fall asleep./

dawnsprite:

*sits down with him and cleans the booboos, wrapping them with bandages, and sealing with kisses*

/Cling to her!/

lauv lauv dawn!

/Whimper and rub at your face!/

(Source: peepsprite)

dawnsprite:

*picks him up*

where does it hurt

hands an tail an an shouwlder

(Source: peepsprite)

dawnsprite:

chirp?

me was fl-flying!!

buh but me fells down!!

n-now me hu-hurts!!!

/Cry/

(Source: peepsprite)

/Sing happily! … On the fridge./

dawnsprite:

peepsprite:

dawnsprite:

oh dang you ate it

dude

no eaty hoppy???

well i mean

i guess its okay its not gonna make you sick probably

its just like

whoa

me eateded hoppies lotsa times!!!

/You are tired! You wonder why! Maybe you have a cold? But anyways, you fall asleep in the clay flower pot. Hopefully no one decides to plant anything today!/

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you’re doing. You could be reaching for a glass in the cupboard or brushing your teeth or listening to someone tell a story, and your mind will just start drifting towards their face, their hair, the way they smell, wondering what they’ll wear, and what they’ll say the next time they see you. And on top of the constant dream state you’re in, your stomach feels like it’s connected to a bungee chord, and it bounces and bounces around for hours until it finally lodges itself next to your heart,

Pittacus Lore (via onlinecounsellingcollege) —

askpinkiepieandderpyhooves:

askheroicsonic:

ask-ricepaddy:

asksmores:

xxask-auroraxx:

yes ! please do it!!!!! 

(Source: ask-ghostonce-ler)