"If you loved me, I would love you back. There. Uncomplicated. 2 + 2 = love. That’s what everyone wants, right? Uncomplicated “we’re on the same page” love? Well, it could’ve been us. But you didn’t want it. Or maybe you did but you couldn’t. That’s the worst, right? Wanting to love someone but realizing you can’t actually do it. Your brain, your ( Read more... )

“You have to make her happy, the happiest she can be. Every morning, make her a hazelnut coffee with one packet of raw sugar, then save the packet to make a koala and hook it onto her mug. And if you don’t know how to make a koala, you buy an origami book and you stay up til 3 in the morning learning and getting stupid papercuts everywhere. ( Read more... )

This distraction couldn't be more timely. No, you cannot fuck yourself up for your final year like how you did last year. Focus!

 Last year this time - a distraction came and everything started to brighten up. 

When people tell you that you're meant for bigger things they're obviously lying. Look, hell yeah, of course, I'd love to live a purposeful life, I'd love to change the world I'd love to mend the hole in the ozone layer but how the hell? I can't even freaking mend a hole in my shirt.

I feel kinda powerful today. Sort of like Mario after he ate up all his shrooms.

(Yes, that's right).. Meet The Fockers!

Did I even get the movie title right? Ok, not important anyway I was forced to watch that today and I swear I almost cried cause it was just too painful to watch. Really (still) can't comprehend why everyone in the theatre was laughing away so heartily when I don't even find a single part hilarious. Hmm

I don't know how to fight it. I think it's pure torture. And I think it's getting worse.

You’re my favorite daydream, I’m your famous nightmare

My life is made up of units of time. Buying CDs - two units. Eating lunch - three units. Exercising - two units. All in all, I had a very full life. It's just that it didn't mean anything.