(Source: headlikeanorange, via vermillionviridian)
the impact of this crisis was enough to break through that opaque ceiling and I’ve been experiencing much more clarity than that with which I’ve been equipped for upwards of the last two years. the heaviest of realizations hit me harder than I imagine anything else has. I don’t know if it’s that I just get so enveloped by my thoughts or something else, but I barely made it to the bed before blacking out. In other news, my research analysis class is going fairly well and the test tomorrow should be pan comida, como yo había esperado. I finally got my car back and anticipate no further bullshit problems and I’m also in the process of moving all of my shit out of that godforsaken house. I hope to put up some posters and hang up clothes in my temporary home base (for which I am forever indebted to sarra and claire) and, soon, enjoy some stability.
i arrive at the ball in my finest gown. i descend from the stairs like an angel from heaven and strike a pose
(via lindsaychrist)
