idk what i'm doing...bye

So I get so angry and frustrated with healthy (BOTH physically and mentally) people are lazy. I just can’t stand it because they’re wasting that perfectly good body to sit on their asses and do nothing. Or even have not healthy people do stuff for them.

It makes me so mad because I would kill to have a working body so I could do all the things I’m dying to do. I’d kill to be able to work out and go on adventures and travel the world…and just exist happily in no pain. I would kill for that. I think about it every day.

And then here are these certain people who could do all that and more. But they’re sitting on their asses doing nothing. Too lazy to even walk down the street for something or take the trash out or whatever. It kills me. I just want to scream at them.

I know this isn’t the nicest opinion but it’s something I feel. It’s something that makes me cry and rage. I just want a working body so badly and they’re wasting theirs.

Me: *staring deeply trying to decipher the pool in the studio that is hstyles.co.uk’s background*
Me: *is about to refresh*
Me: WOAH!


my exact emotions/reactions in order:


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books read in 2017 (3/??) | Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman

The light of my eyes, I said, light of my eyes, light of the world, that’s what you are, light of my life.

Officially halfway through the minimum page count for my thesis.

IT’S CANON

IT’S CANON


IT’S FUCKING CANON

VICTUURI IS CANON

THE QUEERBAIT IS OVER

THE HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE

2016 IS THE YEAR FOR MY OTPS FOR BEING CANON

I’M CRYING

I’M LITERALLY CRYING AND SHAKING

THANK YOU SUPERIOR FORCES

IDK WHAT I DID TO DESERVE THIS BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH

music aesthetics

lana del rey: champagne-stained kisses on love letters, vintage photographs, smoking in lingerie, sad girls & bad boys, wading in the ocean, flower crowns, california afternoons, red dresses, lipstick smeared on bedsheets, gold chokers

lorde: your favorite worn converses, fluorescent lights, eyeliner wings, ripped jeans, abandoned streets, kissing your best friend, combat boots, cherry cola, pinky promises, black nail polish, biting your lip, convenience stores at 2am

fall out boy: speeding down the highway at 100mph, screaming in the dark, smashing windows, fireworks, running until you can’t breathe, the shriek of tires on asphalt, wayward headlights, midnight revelations, the clink of glass bottles

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Dear @orphanblack

shout out to people who have really morally wrong intrusive thoughts! people who know those things are wrong and can’t stop thinking about them, people who are disgusted by themselves. you aren’t disgusting! those thoughts aren’t you and you can’t control them! it’s ok, you’re a good person.