Down with the shine.
That awkward moment when…

You’re reading a horribly trashy novel at work and someone asks you why you’re smirking.

I can’t bring myself to tell them it was the line “…while I find my way through the storm to the safe harbor inside you.” I just can’t. Even I have my limits. Also what the fuck am I reading? This is bad even for me.

2:20am 15/1/2012

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  1. firestillownsitsspark said: That’s exactly what I whispered to you last night. …you smirked?
  2. kookoocachooo posted this
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My name is Rae.
I like music. I like tattoos. I like books. British men totally do it for me. Combine those things, and I am in heaven. (Cue Mumford and Sons...)

PSR, bitches.

I sing when no one is listening. I do science as a job. Life is awesome.

Also: I say fuck. A lot. Fair warning.

Also also: Marcus Mumford haunts me. Dibsies. Dibsies on him and SSSeth. YeSSS.

Also^3: Mumford and Sons, King Charles, Bon Iver, The Avett Brothers, Andrew Bird, Death Cab, Iron and Wine, Blitzen Trapper, Blind Pilot, Ryan Adams, Tom Petty, Led Zeppelin, Beatles, David Bowie, Queen, Sinatra, Keith Jarrett, Fleet Foxes, Bob Dylan, Darling, DMB, TCV...
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