Eating müesli and discussing the last time I had sex with the last person I had sex with.
A nice morning, I would say.
Hetero-romantic pansexual?
Pansexual?
I can’t figure myself out.
welp, why categorize? why not just be?
I actually do distance myself quite a bit from social norms when it comes to defining one self, but once in a while I compare myself to these “terms” and expressions just to get some perspective. I mean, I need to make this line between me and “that” really clear, and I’ve done this by of seeing what “boxes” I fit into lately.
I don’t really know why.
So tired that my eyes are barely open.
I just vomited in my sink while brushing my teeth.
I lost two followers for talking about being sick, bahahaha.
I really like being so overwhelmed by emotions that I want to throw up.
Good lord, I am so tired of this shit. Being intelligent might suggest that you go late to bed, but that doesn’t mean that you’re intelligent just because you stay up late.
Same shit goes for “Happiness in intelligent people is rarely seen.”
(via chibi-tard-chan)
