I suffer from that syndrome where your neutral expression makes it look like you’re a angry serial killer
fuck my ass haven’t checked my email all weekend and now i have to hand my 2000wd draft in to ayesha tomorrow and fuck fuck fuck i spent all weekend sunbathing and going to work and jack is making me fajitas tonight and i should fully cancel because of this draft but it’s like 50 minutes before i’m supposed to be there so i can’t be a total flake so i suppose i’ll come home after or go to adam’s after to do my work eeeeehhh cannot function cannot function just going to drink cider and eat fajitas and watch movies
i had a chat with adam after our witchcraft seminar on friday morning about being temporary in people’s lives and moving away or moving on or otherwise. i don’t know what i’m going to do after university yet, but i have plans for any number of things and places and absolutely no desire to stay anywhere that i can’t be happy. whether or not that works for anyone else is a different story perhaps, but i suppose it is pointless to plan around people, even my loved ones. if there’s anything i’ve managed to figure out in the last couple of years after being here it’s that it is fucking dangerous and stupid to try and find happiness in other people, because if you can’t be happy when you’re alone there’s no point. i don’t want to go to work because it has slowly become a place that isn’t too fun to work at. this is the point.
Men who actively dislike women wearing bright red lipstick are weak and will not survive the winter.
on a scale from Matilda to Carrie how well do you handle having telekinesis and terrible parents
also i am having a one-woman serrano ham party in the annexe