There’s one part of me that’s like:
You should do your work, and then you wouldn’t be so stressed, and you would feel a great sense of accomplishment, and you’d have free time when you’re finished.
But then there’s this other part of me that’s like:
They both make such good arguments.
i just want to go to a coffee shop on a rainy day and order something nice and warm and have an attractive stranger around my age say “i’ll have one of those too, please” and for them to smile at me and introduce themselves and for us to slowly fall in love in a coffee shop but instead whenever i go to a coffee shop i find teenagers taking pictures of their orders with their iPhones and middle aged women wearing yoga pants
LIKING SOMEONE IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING
I literally have no idea what my personality is
Like I go from being an arrogant bitch to a studious, conscientious hard-worker, to a lazy procrastinator, to an overly-emotional fangirl
in a matter of seconds
some people think life is like a roller coaster but my life is more like one of those rides that spin really fast so you’re pinned to the wall and can’t do anything about it