i hope that, wherever my hair ties go, they’re happy. that’s all that matters
When I’m dating a man I’m no longer bisexual
Just like when I’m at home, I’m no longer employed
Or when I’m not studying I’m no longer a student.
Mmm object impermanency
trying to do your homework and being on tumblr at the same time
constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”