Happy Birthday. I know I have said this bevore but I just wanted to say it agian… and again and again.. maybee you’ll get a part of your present today… when I’m able to post it.. otherwise you’ll get it tomorrow. But I hope you had a nice day. I’m really lucky to be able to call you my best friend. Have a really nice evening and remember you are beautifull just the way you are… :*

… Thank you. The evening was not nice at all, but the time I was able to spend with you in the morning was the best thing about this stupid, stupid day.

It’s my birthday and everyone told me to be happy and I was…

until I failed so hard.

I started crying in front of everyone and then things went downhill.

I am so deeply disgusted. I was so desperate.

I thought I was finally somewhat stable, but it’s back.

It’s my birthday, my favorite day of the year usuall and I have locked myself in my room to sit in front of my laptop.

I feel so pathetic.

I feel so disgusted.

I would like to cry now.

This does not suit my feelings at all, but I wanted to run away from my laptop as fast as possible, so I had to type quickly and everything.

Overall, it was a very stupid day.

I hate it getting distracted.

Especially from doing Halloween make up.

I am not sure if that actually classifies as such. I have never done this before and I lost motivation after barely two minutes…

I have just realised I ship Loki/Maddy

sylvantauriel:

That’s weird.

That’s the shipping I shipped before I knew what shipping was…

I kind of like how my eyes slightly change their color depending on the lighting…

My hair does this too (but not in these photos): It goes from brown to purple and back to brown.

Fuck you, mood swings.

Don’t you just love it when you really want to draw something, but somehow lose motivation and end up with dozens of half-finished sketches?

I finally did all those little things I couldn’t bring myself to when I was younger ~~(because I was too busy obeying every possible rule that exists)~~.

Yes, this really is a good feeling.

So we went to the cinema yesterday…

and apparently we were an hour early so we had to kill time, one way or another.

That’s what happened.

Seeing someone you love feeling worthless physically hurts.

I have experienced this many times and I don’t seem to learn.