Tea, Toast, Theatre and...

Theatre geek, knee-sock-wearer, aesthetics fan, bookish, owner of ambiguous accent, daydreamer, Northern in most things.

Look, this is a nice outfit and all, and those are some fit Madewell jeans, but why do bloggers insist on standing like this? At what point in life do you think, “I’m just going to go collapse my spine against this random wall in my house, BRB”?
Just stoooop.

Look, this is a nice outfit and all, and those are some fit Madewell jeans, but why do bloggers insist on standing like this? At what point in life do you think, “I’m just going to go collapse my spine against this random wall in my house, BRB”?

Just stoooop.

(Source: fawndeviney)

2 months ago

It’s lovely that we’re actually having a summer this year…but I am so ready for sweater weather

Reading F Scott Fitzgerald and every other sentence is molten and delicious. If only I’d read this at 17!

Oh well, I can just remember and place the ghost of a feeling on top of the pages.

Pick up book, bag, keys, get to bus stop, wait at bus stop, bus arrives, realise forgot Oyster, go back to flat, find oyster, remember lunch in fridge, leave flat, get back to bus stop, bus arrives, realise have left book in flat.

9 hrs!!!

One more sleep >.<