breathe.

i just want sit in a field with a pretty girl on a sunny day, see her lovely brown eyes smile, put flowers in her long soft hair

you’ll find someone and they’ll do all the little things with you that you’ve always dreamed of

Person: hi, how are you doing? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you? Me: good, you? Person: good, you?

leigh bardugo is far from perfect and i will always let anyone who comes to me about her books know that. but. the way she writes victims of abuse and assault is so careful and full of vindication and hope and most of all love and it is always something i will have to commend her for.

i’m in a good and chatty mood

i’m tired but at least i’m ploughing through my homework 😗✌🏻

ok the exhaustion is settling in its 2.19am woohoo