I'm Charlie. Nice to meet you!

Musician. Cook. Geek. I have an obsession with technology, music, food, and science. I have a Degree in Biology and I am going to school to become a Physical Therapist. I want to travel more than I can. I’m overly adventurous. I love new experiences. I like making things simple. I love cooking, rocking out to music and dancing in my car, and reading. I love those special quiet moments. I love the classics. I love love. I love people. School would be a waste of time if it weren’t so good for me. I daydream too often. I can’t draw or paint or make art, but I can see it in so many ways.
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reconditechief:

2manyfandomsnotenoughfeels:

anthonygrey:

I always find that the best way to dress is somewhere between 'Last of the Time Lords' & 'Wizard trying to be a muggle'

Whatever you call it, it is working.

I appreciate it

(via hufflepuffrave)

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

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aestheticgoddess:

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
Vincent Van Gogh

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i wanna know you better than the back of my hand,  and what keeps you up at 2am.

i wanna know what song has been stuck in your head, and how you’d look in my bed.

i wanna know what words are on the tip of your tongue, and hear about your dreams, even when you have none.

i wanna know what brings tears to your eyes, and what your face would look like if i kissed the inside of your thighs.

i wanna know how you like your coffee in the morning, and how cute you look when you’re snoring.

i wanna know you better.

k.g.

(via silencecreptoverme)

professorelupin:

fuckyeahprettybooks:

lovejoyjohnlock:

I’m twelve years old again.

Someone help me stop laughing, it hurts.

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kuueater:

teaspoon900:

redneckotaku:

will2bill:

paarthurnax-forever:

garethbyrd:

the-shortest-sunflower:

evening, sir.

MOONSTACHE

I just had to reblog. because moonstache

This need a Moonacle.

This is how Batman signals for Alfred…

You just made my day

(via robinhail)

bonerlord9-11:

really looking forward to the next john green book

bonerlord9-11:

really looking forward to the next john green book

(via busylittledyings)

blueletter:

This has got to be one of the funniest bits on SNL in a very long time.  

"That was not a voice.  THAT was a baby having sex."

"Oh no, it’s OK, that’s Iggy Azalea and she’s white."
"…I guess now we know you’re a racist."

(via youngdreadedmamba)

summervalentine:

why does this remind me of rocky horror picture show?

kripke-is-my-king:

maulsmistress:

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.

I think the fandom has gone off their rocker.

Honestly we maintained our sanity longer than I had expected.

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