whenever i feel bad for still not knowing french even after studied it for 6 years, i remind myself that i don’t need to know a third language when i can understand both norwegian and danish, i’m like a linguistic genius, true story.

i have an archenemy at work. it’s this spider at one of the toilets, one of these days he’s going down.

It’s 16.00, and I am going to bed. This is my life now, I tried to stay up longer, but it wasn’t meant to be.

I need to stop looking up sailing buddies on the internet. First, I can’t sail that well, second, I can’t afford it. Yet I spent three hours this morning looking at peoples ads. 

sometimes i go into the willas tag and cry because of reasons

this nail polish is making me high, i’m certain

basically panicking

So… my dad lets me borrow his old laptop until I can afford to buy one of my own. Only, it’s really weird. I managed to get it to stop singing the Swedish National Anthem along with Swedish drinking songs though whenever it should make a normal computer sound, so that’s success.
But I think we can all admit that I probably won’t be able to make any new graphics for awhile, sorry about that! (I will cry at night)

I think my computer now is officially dead. RIP August, you were a faithful companion, too bad you sucked so much.

i am sorry if you were on my blog during the last few hours (i saw you, don’t deny it). It is not a complete mess anymore, promise.