bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.
I bought new ones. Again.
I understand my women. They want ball gowns and daggers for their birthdays. Its really simple.
Wow. Was kinda productive and consistent throughout the day. And yet, i am going so sloooow.
You ever randomly think of your favourite fictional couple and end up sobbing your eyes out because you know you’ll never love and be loved like that? Yeah
I just want someone to go on an ice cream date with me at 2am :)
she’s a 10 but she rots in her room all day listening to music and making up scenarios in her head
one thing i need to start living by is “become the thing that you want” if i want friends who throw themed parties maybe i should start throwing those parties. if i want someone who writes me love letters maybe i should start writing letters for the people i love. if i want to hang out at museums and pretty cafes maybe i should invite my friends to these places. and maybe even then i won’t find the kind of people i want to be around. but then i would have become the exact person i want to be around. and maybe that’s good enough.
The girlblogger urge to romanticise everything
One day I will stop procrastinating, but today is not that day