hot girls are cursed with life ruining anxiety

*crawling out of a soft pink rose looking very sleepy*

romanticise your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, light up a candle, read books, go for a walk, dance to your favourite music, buy yourself presents, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don’t let anyone take it from you

Don’t let any fucking one take it from you.

when emily brontë said on her diary entries “I have a good many books on hands but I am sorry to say that, as usual, I make small progress with any” i felt that

concept: me, drinking coffee in a café in a foreign country. it’s raining outside. i’m reading my favorite book. everything is okay, and i’m never stressed.