why do I feel this way.
Off to California in 1 hour
But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home To a leaky castle across the...– Edna St. Vincent Millay (via arosary)
So What if people were kind to each other? What if people felt compassion towards one another? What if the world was a wonderful place?
I become so fervently attached to the least expected of people: People whom I barely knew for a few hours, people who tell me things I don’t want to hear, people whom I will never see again.
Can we control pessimism? Or are some people just...
This is “Run Week”
Eventually sleep will come
This sounds awfully ridiculous: I love math so much but it stresses me out deeply because I suck at it sometimes (it’s worse when you suck at something you really care about). It’s one of the only things in the world I actually love, so I really want to be skillful at it.
thinking of food just makes me so happy. so so happy.