Everything's a mess that's slowly getting sorted through with the occasional avalanche of new and smaller messes. Ask away if you'd like, yada yada yada.
Chances of me completing a story I have begun?
I admit they’re quite slim, but it doesn’t change the fact that I feel like there’s someone else in my head doing the writing for me. It’s just a tiny spark of a very short victory in which I can actually do something well for once in my life. Too bad it never lasts for more than 2 hours. I wish I could control when and where that other part of my head begins to work. It’s actually quite useless most days and makes me feel like crap about whatever I write when that spark isn’t there. hfkdhkfalhklafd
On the other hand, Cabaret is done! Therefore, this day can’t be much better. Well, it can. But it’s the best I’ll get under these circumstances.
one day my biology teacher told that sperm has something similar to sugar in them and then i said but they arent sweet at all and everyone looked at me for 2 minutes and then i started running out of the class
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So.
Writing a biology test after a birthday blunt = me receiving the highest mark in the class. Fucking 96%. I consider this an accomplishment.
“I never had money and I was very happy without it. When I die, my money’s not gonna come with me. My movies will live on— for people to judge what I was as a person. I just want to stay curious.”
— Heath Ledger (04.04.1979 - 01.22.2008)
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A designer & illustrator Thomas Littleson aka Dilly is born 1985 in Melbourne Australia, half Spanish and half Australian
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