I’m stoked on uni and I enjoy the amount of freedom afforded to me by my job but I want to quit both and go to sleep for two years and then just play candy crush and eat salami until I die of heart disease.
"Toxic masculinity hurts men, but there’s a big difference between women dealing with the constant threat of being raped, beaten, and killed by the men in their lives, and men not being able to cry."
— Robert Jensen (via quoilecanard)
When I bend and straighten my right leg both my hip and knee joints make cracking noises. Help me my body is breaking down in a park. It hurts to walk.
I do night time uni on Tuesdays Wednesdays and Thursdays. When the elderly man leaves work before I do he says “have fun at school” like I am a child. I love it. Let me adopt you. We discuss fruit cake every day. I want him to be my honorary Victorian grandfather. I want to hang out with him more than any of my friends. I hope he has a lemon tree.
if you want to set up a company and run it then that’s your business
I just started watching True Detective and Broad City at the same time. I am panicking needlessly about low-stake interactions. I let people from uni follow me on twitter. This was a mistake. Everything I do is a mistake.