I am currently trying my hardest to view this break up as a positive thing, even though it hurts a lot. Rather than wallowing in self-pity (something I am generally inclined to do in situations like this), I am going to use this time to change things for the better: I’m going to work harder at uni, spend more ~quality time with my friends and family (and keep bitchiness/negative influences to a minimum), spend more time doing things that I want to do, eat well, and exercise more.

If anyone needs me, I will be luxuriating in the bubbliest bath with a good book, a cup of tea, and Jared Leto softly crooning in my ear.

I am feeling sorry for myself while going through the ‘eye’ tag on Tumblr and looking at all the eyes whose owners are not clumsy enough to scratch them right across the pupil. It hurts :(

Every so often I “find out” (I always forget) which house Dumbledore was in when he was at Hogwarts and then I feel like a terrible Harry Potter fan for not already knowing and for being surprised every single  time that he wasn’t a Ravenclaw :(

berlitz:

do you ever feel like you like someone a lot more than they like you and then start to feel like you’re just annoying them because while you always want to talk to them they probably don’t always want to talk to you and it stresses you out a lot and then you just start to feel really depressed about it

i genuinely am paranoid that everyone secretly hates me and thinks i am really really annoying and awful and is pretending to be my friend and it’s all part of some big joke

theanimalblog:

Malang, a one-month-old female langur, is cradled by her mother Untala, as she makes her public debut at Howletts Wild Animal Park, near Canterbury, Kent.  Picture: Gareth Fuller/PA

totallynothorseporn:

that’s how you know I’m a fucking scholar who means serious fucking business. get at me.

tumblr’s got it right.

So nice to see you again!!!