goals for summer
Perfect Monday night
Today was wonderful. I went to the city with Georgia and Laura and we had frozen yoghurt and then went to see the Napoleon exhibition at the Gallery and there was a beautiful guy that looked like Jamie Campbell-Bower crossed with an angel. He was flawless. And his ringtone was classical music. And did I mention that he was alone in an art gallery. Which basically makes him perfect. Now I am suffering post-beautiful-boy depression. Ughhh.
I just really want to live in a quaint English fishing town like Port Isaac or Looe and spend my days sitting on boardwalks and painting the sky and eating strawberries and talking to cute fishermen and browsing tiny bookshops and dancing in the sun.
It’s a bit cluttered right now but I just cleaned so I thought I would share it!
Wish list, June 2012
I know you won’t care but ughh Mumford & Sons just lights something inside of me, I don’t know what it is. Every time I listen to any of their songs I just want to cry and cry and then smile and dance in the sun.
I need to sleep, breathe, get away. I am sick of studying so hard and trying to please everyone. It’s so exhausting trying to be perfect all the time. I want smiles and laughter and rolling down hills and strawberry fields and folk music and ughhhh
Do you ever feel like you’re going through life being invisible? Like you notice everyone else, but no one seems to notice you?