some days you’re just the squashed nutrigrain bar that exists at the bottom of every purse or bookbag
me, guzzling smart water before my exams: please work
i hate the end of the semester so much! every day im like “ok honey u need to do x y and z or u will nearly fail all ur classes” and then when it comes down to it i’m watching 5 hours of youtube makeup tutorials
me: I don’t have enough time
me: *stares at the carpet for 5 straight minutes thinking about how I don’t have enough time*
cant wait til i move to another country and be that girl that disappeared to live her life
I had my shit together for like 3 days once