This is my last post for a long time. I’m off to university tomorrow. Down to Southampton. For the messages I didn’t answer, I’ve been so busy and on top of it all life’s being a complete bitch which has stressed me out to the point that my body has tied itself in knots of tension resulting from previous events and crying a lot. The things on here that people have said have been beautiful, but with this attempt to move on from my present feelings in hope of a definite pristine start, I bid you all a goodnight and have a sweet time. I love you guys so much and I will hope to catch up very soon. :).
Why can’t I move on with my life and begin a completely new slate at university? Everything that’s going on - it’s just following me around. I don’t want to pretend I don’t care, but I also want to know nothing’s going to interfere with my fresh start. I’ve messed up enough in the past, I want to feel new.
I have an addiction to songs highly relevant to me, which doesn’t help in some cases.
i aspire to get to that level of hot where my hair looks like shit and i smell like black coffee and yesterday’s eyeliner is smudged under my eyes but i still look fine as hell
(Source: wentzologist, via wallflowersalaska)