“ It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them—and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on—this desperate need—and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.
— Madeleine L’Engle (via whiteoceans)
This is me pretending I care at all about Geography so I have some chance of doing vaguely well on Wednesday. If I fail my maths exams now I will be blaming the Geography department for being so awful.
Curiosity :P, have you? and if not, how far have you got :P
Asked by Anonymous
I’m sorry, but I wouldn’t answer this publicly to an anon
Have you had sex yet, how far have you got? :)
Asked by Anonymous
Er, this is a pretty blunt question for an anon :L
I’m never this happy. I don’t know why I am this happy. I am absolutely buzzing.
I am in an annoyingly happy mood today. And so many people are walking around all sad and depressed. They are going to hate me by the end of the day.
“ It’s better to be alone than have somebody who is half there or doesn’t want to be there.
“ This is my body, and I live in it. It’s 35 and 2 months old. It’s changed a lot since it was new, it’s done stuff it wasn’t built to do. I often try to fill it up with wine. And the weirdest thing about it is, I spend so much time hating it, but it never says a bad word about me. This is my body, and it’s fine. It’s where I spend the vast majority of my time. It’s not perfect, but it’s mine.
— From Tim Minchin’s “Not Perfect” song (via myfightforchange)