its-a-metaphor-fooool:

365 day song challenge | day 38

woke up and wished that i was dead

with an aching in my head 

i lay motionless in bed

i thought of you and where you’d gone

and let the world spin madly on

i finished another Rainbow Rowell book, by the way. “Eleanor & Park”. Read it!

taylorshea823:

Just patiently waiting for next week..

The Virgin Mary never asked why.

Her frankness makes me smile.

(Two days ago)

Me: “I came here to study French, not to be so confused all the time!”

Her: “I don’t believe that’s the train of thought you have in your mind. I really don’t believe there’s only that.”

(After a while of talking about other things)

Me: “Well, maybe it isn’t the train of thought I have in my mind, but it’s the childish train of thought I have in my mind.”

Her: “No, I think the train of thought you have in your mind goes something like I came here to study French, not to become a Catholic.

Me: (Smiles and wants the ground to swallow me up, but at the same time can’t be angry at her at all)

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(The next day - yesterday)

Me: “I don’t think I have the train of thought you think I have. I had that when I first came here, but right now, it really is that I would like to not be confused.”

Her: “I believe you when you say that that’s the thought you had when you came here, really I do.”

Me (Whines): “But you don’t believe me now!”

Her (Evil smile): “Well, sometimes it’s easier to see some things from the outside.”

Me: (Smiles and wants the ground to swallow me up, but at the same time can’t be angry at her at all)

(After a while of talking about other things)

Me: “Maybe I’m just stubborn.”

Her (Evil smile heard in her voice): “Yeah, maybe you are stubborn.”

why are wednesdays always the worst

even when i was still in school (studying in school myself, i mean, since right now i’m living in one)

they are just the fucking worst.

i was at Mass today; sad. and as i was being sad, i realised it’s wednesday. i’ve been crying every single wednesday for maybe a few months now. and it’s not that i’m bringing myself down, thinking “oh it’s wednesday, should be sad today”. no. i get sad and then i realise it’s wednesday, yet again.

and thanks mum. thanks for thinking i don’t understand or - even worse - that i don’t want to understand. who’s the one not understanding???

whoisriversong:

David Tennant as Hamlet

The Pretty Reckless (My Medicine) 

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