proletarianprincess:

underwatercavess:

proletarianprincess:

whenever i get an essay assignment i immediately go “how can i work a feminist and anti capitalist rant into this”

How about focus on the fucking essay and not make everything about your passions? You don’t see me making a rant about whales in every fucking essay I get.

i study sociology and politics, its always relevant you fucking weirdo. go fuck a whale or something.

Eh I did politics - rants aren’t academic. Just do the essay and write it normally :)

senyahearts:

Model: Anastasia Bondarenko

(via glacialized-fashion)

Walked 13 miles today woohoo

(but now I have no heels on my feet two days before netball starts…)

I am fucking fed up that I can’t make the people that I love happy. Like it shouldn’t be too much to ask - all I want for them is to be content and have happy lives. And I can barely do towards that myself without other people trying to ruin it. Why are people such dicks? Please, just let the people be happy, please. </patheticness>

justthedesign:

Kayslee Collins By Photographer Kesler Tran

Listening to Don Moen and Hillsong today. My iPod is working again and a couple of worship songs come on shuffle when I was on the way to work and then my head kept popping up Manic Drive and Skillet throughout the day.

I need to go back to Church. I’ve not been for a long time - I went to a wedding a month or so back, but before then? Before my interview I prayed, and I remembered how I haven’t prayed for so long.

And I think that that’s why I’ve been feeling so numb recently. I’ve been making important decisions and trying to sort my life out without involving God. I don’t know what I believe any more but going back to Church seems like it would be a good start.

  • me: *sees dog*
  • me: *forgets what im talking about and points out dog*

black-white-madness:

Madness:

Mother of London Tural Belt

My body literally aches at the thought of never seeing you again.