It’s one of those moments where you feel like standing at the top of a hill, secluded, away from everything and everyone and just scream at the top of your lungs out of frustration.
I just don’t understand why it isn’t socially acceptable to stay in bed all day long and watch lame romantic comedies and drink coffee and read books in your underwear. Whoever established all these “get a job, be successful” conventions really needs a serious beating. I didn’t sign the terms and conditions for this shit.
(Source: jayygatsby, via charlene-lopez)
i’m just so overwhelmed with everything.