He was asked as a carpenter what was the piece of work he is most proud of. He proceeded to tell is about how he made a bed for his then girlfriend, now wife and there was talk of how she had a promise ring that somehow or another got broken by the bed…. He then went on to tell us how they became engaged. He was away filming for 3 months around the time of their 10th anniversary, they had been talking about marriage but Vicki was against the idea due to the fact gay people couldnt marry, so they were unsure if atall they would marry or go their seperate ways. Whilst filming he took to working in a jewellary shop, where for the next month proceeded to make a ring for Vicki from scratch. He organized a picnic for them both at this point he physicaly had tears in his eyes and had to get up, walk to the back of the stage to compose himself he got down on one knee and said basically we’ve been together for 10years…will you marry me? Vicki was somewhat confused….”its only been 9years!!” Misha replies “No no, its 10. So is that a yes?” She obviously said yes. They go back to the inn they were staying at and whilst in bed Vicki slipped a ring on Misha finger again he was super teared up, eyes red…it was hearbreakingly beautiful to.see Turns out Vicki had sized Misha ring finger at some point and had already had a ring made….she had planned on asking him the day after he asked her. But she seriously thought it was 9years..which is why the ring she had made had 9 holes in it.*he has since lost that ring”
It was quite honestly the most beautiful moment of the weekend, and its only 1230.
MISHA, THERE’S SO MANY SIDES OF YOU. I CANNOT EVEN.
BUT I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. OF YOUR SIDES.
“I’m the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. When you look at the picture again, I want to assure you, I will no longer be there. I will be erased from history, like a traitor in the Soviet Union. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible…”—Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via protestants)
Halloween is approaching. This means many things, but to all wizards, it is a day we should remember for the following reason. On 31st October, Voldemort murdered Lily and James Potter in the attempt to kill a young boy. They lay down their lives to protect their son. Remember their sacrifice so that they shall not be forgotten. On that stormy night 30 years ago, people all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: 'To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!' We should do the same. Reblog this post to spread the memory. So, celebrate both Halloween and this memorable day!
Nano is in two days. Two bloody days. That means I have to juggle school work, my sanity, and manage to write 1500-2000 words per day. I can hardly write 1000 words in a week sometimes. I’ll be on tumblr less, I suppose.