Bambi

hii, i’m Bambi (yes like the deer)!!

i’m 20, currently surviving uni life in another country and trying to romanticize it as much as possible in between deadlines and existential crisis

music is basically my personality. i grew up on mcr, ptv, evanescence... i used to sing in a small local alt band before uni stole me away, and i still play piano and guitar!!

i love reading classic literature. dostoevsky is basically me, i also love nabokov too. there’s just something about getting emotionally wrecked by old books that feels comforting lol?

when i’m not drowning in uni work, i’m watching movies, anime, drawing, or going for random 3 am walks. i also love to sing, and writing when my brain decides to cooperate.

a bit about me visually: kind of alt-ish, y2k skatergirl vibe? people always tell me i have this deerlike face, so that's where bambi comes from!

my favorite color is blue, any shade, really. it just bring me comfort. my childhood room was blue so it brings back great memories

things i love: chocolate, strawberries, animals, music, my friends, jewelry, white monster energy drink, reading, writing, singing

things i hate: bullies, insensitive people, creepy/weird behavior, chores (deeply personal enemy), clowns (no explanation needed)

my asks are always open <3

i don't write any nsfw stuff!!! be kind, be normal, or be blocked. simple system really!! -bambi xoxo

we were standing outside campus, barely talking, and then he walked over to me. we talked for like two minutes before we had to go separate ways and HE HUGGED ME. LONGER. THAN. USUAL. don’t even start. i’m not delusional. I’M TAKING THIS ONE TO THE GRAVE

THEN a few hours later we had this uni meetup and he was there asking me how my exam went (currently manifesting a 60% because i genuinely don’t know what happened in that room) and this man looked at me with the MOST sarcastic fucking expression when i answered

i folded instantly. 0 resistance. 0 survival instinct. gone. LIKE WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT????? stop being mean. actually don’t. it’s unfortunately working💔 am i doomed? yes.

AND THE WORST PART??? i’m not even mad at him anymore. i tried so hard to be over it and then he has ONE good day and i’m back to giggling and kicking my feet like an absolute loser.

THEN HE WALKED ME BACK TO MY DORM. i was ranting about how badly i butchered my calc exam and he was just walking beside me, nodding, going “mhm” every few seconds like he was actually listening. like js say you wanna kiss me. I WAS BOTHERED???? and don’t even try telling me he doesn’t know what he’s doing because HE KNOWS. he absolutely knows those looks do irreversible damage to my frontal lobe

anyway. manifesting this bitch back into my life because apparently i enjoy emotional warfare❤️

…i love hot blondes