I didn’t want to catch the bus yet so I took a picture of my hair.

No idea what I’m going to do on the rest of them.

Braids! Well, now that I’m 23 I think that gives me the authority to do whatever the fuck I want. And so I’m obviously going to the mall and play “catch-a-bitty” with Steph. Updates to follow. Bye.

Me and hedgie :)

Tumblr, meet hedgie. Hedgie, tumblr.

You know what is surprisingly more interesting than reading about the WTO? Self pix.

Farmer’s market with Liat was awesome! Pretty good haul :)

My other cat is a lion.

Once, when I was fifteen, I worked at Wimpy’s.
It turned out that a coke-dealer had bought the franchise and was using it as a front.
This is my life.

Fell asleep with my make-up still on. Eyes feel like they’re made of death and needles.

Today was perfectly lovely. But I’ve now written 20 pages regarding feminist research methods and I have to get up at 730 to attend a three hour lecture…glad this is my final year.

So bored with my hair. Guh. Also, quitting day 2 is just as tough as quitting day 1. But I will not give in - unless I find myself in a really stressful situation, in which case I might cave.

asleeponthefrontlines:

me and hipster kitty

Me and freaky possessed goth ballerina.

(via asleeponthefrontlines-deactivat)

I had straight bangs once. They were okay.