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thursday, 12:31 pm have my last and most important exam on russian literature tomorrow and I’m scared to death to be honest. suffering from “hermione granger syndrome” and working my ass off just to get an excellent mark and approval has been very hard for me throughout the 16 years of studying. well, at least I’m aware of the problem :)

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Sorbonne University, Paris, France

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*group activities are canceled across the country, traveling is shut down, cities are quarantined, people are fist-fighting over toilet paper, entire countries are put on lock-down*

me: huh… I am once more living through a History Book Moment as I go to work, file my taxes, and do dishes about it. Wild.

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Little about motivation throught the photos.

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It’s never too late to start recovery

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Really love how this spread turned out! I’m so busy these days because of work but I still try to be active on my ig account. Also on the pic are my new stamps! They look so pretty!

instagram: applefroyo

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i swear my soul has aged for like an entire century since i finished high school i literally feel like theres an old granny living inside of me who just wants warm beverages and understanding from family while spending her days tucked away in bed

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One week left of exams! Not going to lie, I’ve had enough of revision, but I’m gonna keep going! ~ Xx

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hey how is everyone doing? yesterday i went to a prettymuch concert and they were awesome! today i spent the whole day cleaning my room and building my new bed. my room looks so different and clean now!

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I miss the ikea monkey

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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:

i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight

heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive

i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground

idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came

every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies

some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do

before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea

betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight

i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me

screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief

sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing

but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you

so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you

my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke

be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

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090719 // old and new pics ‘w’)/ some of my original contents are in this colour scheme so why not putting them together :D

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