Latest Posts by berry818 - Page 4
ugh i failed
greasy hair side parts NEED to go
fighting to urge to grow out my hair very very long again. i know for a fact i look better with shorter hair but i love how long hair looks sometimes
i told her i like eggnog its overđź’”
i hate this fucking place
Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student
sitting across the study room from a girl i hooked up with and her ugly boyfriend like o_0
unfortunately the most pick me item i own
im in a terrible mood so im going to be a hater. reposting artists everyday on your public instagram story is unparalleled levels of obnoxious. its such a big “IM ANNOYING AND I LIKE ATTENTION” marker. not a soul cares that you like ethel cane, charli xcx and watched the grammys. unfollowed!!
girls when they remember
never mind now its just miserable and depressing. it needs to be summer
today was a rare day. i had fun in the winter because of the weather. seeing a forest covered in snow is something that has only happened to me a few times before, i got to walk on ice too which i have only done once before. the edges and more curved parts of the reservoir turned into little magical groves. the silence is also really nice. maybe this winter will be peaceful and kind. also interesting- the closer i got back towards people, buildings, cars etc it got noticeably warmer, but standing in the middle of a frozen lake is COLD! my mind went to how the brothers of the nights watch must feel going beyond the wall. i think if i got over hating the cold i would totally be ok in the nights watch.
i miss my dog so much. shes gone now and theres obviously nothing i can do about that but o my god. my mom likes to say the dog helped raise my brother and i. she was so little when we got here. i was 9, and she died this summer. she had been a part of my life for more than half my time on earth. and now shes gone and its not fucking fair. i have accepted that she is gone but its so hard to think about her being in pain, no animal deserves that. she died peacefully though, and thats all i can ask for.
Art by Jean Michel Coriou.
today was a rare day. i had fun in the winter because of the weather. seeing a forest covered in snow is something that has only happened to me a few times before, i got to walk on ice too which i have only done once before. the edges and more curved parts of the reservoir turned into little magical groves. the silence is also really nice. maybe this winter will be peaceful and kind. also interesting- the closer i got back towards people, buildings, cars etc it got noticeably warmer, but standing in the middle of a frozen lake is COLD! my mind went to how the brothers of the nights watch must feel going beyond the wall. i think if i got over hating the cold i would totally be ok in the nights watch.
feeling terrified of emotional intimacy rn
on a lighter note the final jon chapter in a clash of kings is fucking crazy, i just read it. mind boggling!
i cant deal with the fucking acne anymore i hate it so much and i feel like it holds be back and makes me look very unattractive. i would take my chances with the substance if it removed it from my face. “dont trust thoughts about yourself past 10pm” blah blah BLAH i dont care
i cant deal with the fucking acne anymore i hate it so much and i feel like it holds be back and makes me look very unattractive. i would take my chances with the substance if it removed it from my face. “dont trust thoughts about yourself past 10pm” blah blah BLAH i dont care
who would i be without my eye bags
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
LOTR MEME → THREE COLOURS: GREEN (1/3)
i have a hard time saying in person or posting things that are about specific personal problems because it has been ruined for me. im terrified of accidentally oversharing or saying something that would make someone uncomfortable, or just thing less of me. this isnt really about tumblr though cause no one sees this :p
its strange that as college has gone on i have become more and more introverted. i used to be so open and friendly, i do not feel like i have the energy for that anymore. maybe im just a product of my environment now since so much crazy shit has happened, and maybe i default to keeping to myself and those i know/like because it feels safe. either way i am curled up in bed with a book at 10pm on a saturday night. it feels right.
how it feels to be in italian class and not need the first two weeks to be review
“che tempo fa?”
“fa brutto” i say
“what?!”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS SO NICE OUT THE SUN IS SHINING?!”
real interaction i had. it is 15 degrees outside…. nothing about any of this is pleasant. the only solace i get is my warm room
What is tumblr trying to tell me
gli spinaci ^_^