Fondness Makes The Absence Longer.


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thought there was love in everything and everyone;
you're so naive.
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i have so much work to do but i couldn’t bring myself to do anything tonight except drink coffee and huddle up in a blanket.
Using French martinis and Bronte to counter the melancholy.
i am bored and tired of studying and wishing i looked like the stylish monkey in toronto.
just a picture of me looking rather unamused. enjoy xox

sigur rós are so beautiful when i see them in march i’m just going to get drunk off gin and wine and probably cry because they are so lovely

I was supposed to stay in tonight and watch my ten year old brother with my sister but I ended going out to the cinema and even though the film was at like twenty past five I stayed out drinking for hours and ended up getting the last train home because I sat at a bar drinking gin and tonics all night and now I feel really, really bad for leaving my sister alone and anyway the moral of the story is that solace can be found in gin and it’s the only thing to turn to when you’re feeling sad.

Black coffee is my saviour.

It’s one of those cool, crisp September days that just smells like autumn and I’m still slightly feeling the after-effects of last night and therefore today is definitely a day for green tea, tumblr, blankets and books.

I’m 18 today.
Essentially, I can now do what I’ve been doing all summer
but without the embarrassment of having to ask other people to buy me bottles of gin all the time.
It’s going to be good.

i haven’t been able to find my tweezers for days and it’s my first day of university tomorrow and sporting the frida kahlo is not a good look for me o dear

I love painting my nails when I don’t have work. It feels so girly.

I went to my enrolment lectures in uni today and it was actually quite good and I talked to a few people and I’m not nearly as ill as I was at the beginning of the week and things are looking up.
On the downside, I just got timed out of the Academic Writing Test I have to do which is not so good but there’s really nothing I can do about it since you’re not allowed to go back to it so whatever, I’m 18 on Monday bitches.
I haven’t been to see a gig in ages. I miss the feeling of live music. Someone take me to see some fabulous underground band that will change my life forever please.
In other news, it’s only 23 days until I’m 18! Excited gal 2012.
This is a picture of me looking fairly unamused with everything.

Today I went to visit my dad and I got lost and ended up in a psychiatric hospital.

I’d just like to make it known to Ryan Gosling that I would most definitely be dtf.