UCSD, Class of '14.
Full of wonder at the world.
Learning every day. Moving forward.
0307: The best & the only exception ♡
Why do adults think “So what’s your major? Oh, and what are you going to do with that?” is acceptable small talk
What am I going to do with my degree? Hang it on the wall and cry, probably
In love with the most wonderful human being to have ever been in love with me. Fortunate and blessed every single day.
I’m with you Piper.
Eren’s mom in snk had the same hair style as the mom in fma
she was doomed from the start
Dead mother trending
are you fuckin kidding me
and so it continues
the generic anime mom side ponytail
And knows when to make which.
This must be an illness, this ebb and flow of sadness that recedes at times but always threatens to overflow whatever control I think I have. Tonight it flows. For what reasons? I wish I knew exactly. Why do my eyes shed tears over nothing? Why does my mind force itself into a dark place that sends my soul trembling in sorrow? What fears and insecurities have been buried so deep beneath my consciousness that I can no longer understand what they are? That I feel hurt with just the slightest criticism, no matter how benevolent? How am I able to find so much sadness amidst so much happiness? Happiness is a journey, but why must it be so difficult to persevere on it? And why, why, why does sadness end up feeling so natural and easy? I am tired of my sad soul…