I’m sorry I find such joy talking/conversing with people who’s second language is English. AY I’M SO MEAN.
Also: Oh, before you were so dark, but now you’re prettier.
*head, meet desk*
Little girl dressed up as Kiki from Studio Ghibli’s Kiki’s delivery service
I dig this haircut
woke up at 2:30am not because of jetlag / at least I don’t think so / more likely, just because I have chronic preoccupation of the mind and I’m not sure that’s something you can have, but if it is, I have it. that’s why it’s now 4am and I’m typing this post.
whenever I travel I always feel so fucking strange about everything. I can’t even articulate the feeling.
in other news, I attempted reading a Nicholas Sparks novel for the first time ever because I finished the one book I brought with me (Julia Child’s My Life in France, which is perfectly delightful and foodie)
but the other was kind of awful.
I have vague desires to bleach my hair.