水原希子 (Kiko Mizuhara)
Art history exams are seriously so mentally exhausting.
The things I do for love. Hahaha love for art history, I mean.
i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”
the twilight one is like abstract poetry
If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.
"My name is Katniss Everdeen," I sighed. Nothing happened.
"I don’t know," he sighed.
Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.
Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”
I frowned and he waited.
"My home is District 12."
Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.
I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.
He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”
I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”
He didn’t answer. He stood up.
I had two heart palpitations today…
GaaahHaven’t had one in a while. I think it’s the excess caffeine.
-cries tears of joy because my roommate gave me the best Christmas present ever-
Accurate depiction of me during my accounting final just now.
Like the fuck.
I’m failing that test too.