Woke up to the after-rain scent.
The entire lake is covered in fog.
The ducks are swimming around.
It’s quiet and peaceful.
I just want to sit next to the window in a sweater reading a book.
things I do whole attempting to study:
- send ridiculous snapchats of my face
- complain about how much homework I have
- play games on my phone
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
The world is filled with nice people. If you can’t find one, be one.
- things we hated as children: being spanked and naps
- things we love as adults: being spanked and naps
I think the concept of virginity was created by men who thought their penises were so important it changes who a woman is.
The most perfect conclusion about how “virginity” came to be I’ve ever encountered.
You know the town you live in has a coffee problem when there’s a coffee shop on every commercial block in the city. Also, every single building at my University has a coffee shop in it, including the dorm buildings.
Another reason to love this place.
Found a secret studying spot in my school’s library. Well it’s not really a secret, it’s just at the bottom floor where it’s mainly quiet, and not many people come down here, most people are on the upper three floors and use up all of the desks/tables there.
It’s so quiet down here it’s wonderful. All you can here is pens against paper and shuffling through books.
For someone with ADD, this is great because I actually get a lot of work done down here compared to upstairs.