nessnote

maybe i'm just an evil woman incapable of love and i'm scared that it is very true.

i've been analysing pride and prejudice (started today) and it’s so fun. we have a lot of texts this semester and analysing them is gonna be awesome.

i miss my long posts here.

time to LOCK IN *falls asleep*

got stared at by a बजरंग दल uncle for clicking this

and a book

i'm not a hater but so much shit is stupid.

real romance is being deeply stupid together. i dream of one day meeting someone i can be deeply stupid with and not feel embarrassed.

there's a certain humiliation in admitting you want to be loved.

you were my sun but i was icarus.

let's call it "i had a strawberry today"