finally repainted my room!!!!! had to do everything oh my god, had to pull out all the screws, fill in the cracks and holes, sand down the walls, wash the walls, paint them, put all the rearranged crap back. ofc dad helped but still i aaam exhausted. i would post a pic but it just looks like a douchey tumblr aesthetic white plain room with just a bed and drawers and no personality
Rules: Answer all the questions in a new post and then tag 15 people.
5 things you’ll find in my bag: glasses case, cigarettes and multiple lighters, a compact mirror, lip gloss, black gel pen.
5 things you’ll find in my bedroom: books everywhere, too many CDs and a few vinyls, posters, speakers, book lamp.
5 things I’ve always wanted to do: as a child my dream was to visit Versailles and Paris and I’ve done it; I’ve always wanted to travel across the Uk and I sort of… started, three years ago?? It’s still a long way to go though; visiting Japan…hopefully I’ll get there one day; going to Disneyland Paris (I know this sounds stupid but… yes, I’ve been there once, but I was like 5 years old and can’t remember anything); seeing one of my favourite bands at Glastonbury.
5 things that make me happy: travelling; talking to my mutuals on tumblr; MUSIC; Jane Austen’s books; sitting on the passenger seat in my friend’s car and watching the city streets, going nowhere in particular while talking or listening to music.
5 things I’m currently into: cold infusions and healthy bullshit stuff; vegetarian food; making pancakes; photography; obsessing over catfish and the bottlemen concerts on youtube.
5 things on my to do list: checking my “traveler lists” for my week by the sea; packing my bags; buying cigarettes; finding a sun hat to fight against the sun and his bitchy friend summer; helping by brother getting his homework done.
Summary: Bucky is on a mission for your birthday, but makes sure to make it up to you when he finally comes home.
A/N:@whotheeffisbucky HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I hope you like it, and I hope it’s a nice enough present. Happy birthday love !
Warnings: There’s like ? One swear word and a tiny little angsty part, but it’s basically just fluffy fluff.
Word count: 1973
You sighed when you inserted the key into the lock of
your small, cold, lonely apartment. You sighed when you slumped onto the couch,
lazily grabbing the remote, mindlessly going through every channel your TV had
to offer. And you sighed when you opened the fridge to find the leftovers of the
birthday cake you bought to yourself. You grabbed a clean plate from the
washing machine and cut yourself a piece of your two days old cake. You dragged
your feet to the couch and sighed again when you hit the cushions.