I felt dreadfully inadequate. The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it. —Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar  (via dreamypeace)

thisisjustgreat:

PARTY LIKE THE PAST TWELVE MONTHS WEREN’T EMOTIONALLY CRIPPLING!

vanityonparade:

i don’t classify myself as a bandom blogger anymore but if i’m not a bandom blogger then idk what i am :-(

just-live-and-let-live:

No one understands how much I really love hands. Eyes or hair or a body are never the first things I notice about a person. It’s hands. Whether they have long fingers or short ones, nail biters or clean, manicured tips. Veins that travel up from the back of the hand to the knuckle. Whether they’re tan or pale. Maybe they have smooth skin or callouses. Scars. Blemishes. Freckles. Bruises. Cuts.

Hands. I always notice them.

kaykaz:

school

image

finals

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papers

image

work

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responsibility

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life

image

A perfect representation of how I feel about all of these things.

Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world’s weight he had never chosen to bear. —F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via larmoyante)

myeyesarehazel:

Surprisingly, perfectionists are often procrastinators, as they can tend to think “I don’t have the right skills or resources to do this perfectly now, so I won’t do it at all.”