Enjoy your trip. If you like what you see, feel free to follow.
All my friends seem to be going through some kind of depressive state which has resulted in my bedroom wall having a big hole from someone. I’m feeling as if I’ve gone through this like two years early which is kind of comforting but at the same time a gift seems everyone feels as if they can relate to my life experiences, also making me feel as if maybe I’m not as fucked up as I was.
I think this is the first time I’ve stuck to working out at the gym and sticking with the diet/not giving up when you decide to binge eat for a night… It’s been 5 weeks so far, only another year to go and I should be a little happier with my body…
On another note I got a job in a hotel kitchen preparing food for about 200 guests which is quite fun/stressful - gives me something extra to do rather than mindless walks by myself/torturing my body at gym…
Should probably sleep soon…
It’s 2am and just got back from a walk along the beach which was kinda refreshing, despite the rain n’ all but now I’m not tired ;/
Has kept me in good company whilst getting motivation before gym most days…
Just finished reading the Divinci Code after making a point of not watching the movie until I finished it… Watched the movie straight after and was massively disappointed :(
Think I’ve fell in love with Dan Brown’s writing though, gonna start his ‘The lost Symbol’ book tomorrow…
Feel a bit sad that I want to own my own cryptex to store some worldly possessions in that’ll change the thinking of mankind forever although I have a feeling it’s a little out of my reach for now…
Reblogged from la-vie-de-lottie
This shit is so gnar I got good at it without even trying I do it like 2-3 times a week nowwwww :) sometimes it’s really scary tho
Scary shit
Fuck that shit
i get this without even trying…i hate it
(Source: val-dez)
Just took a step back in time in my loft.
I sat up there for about two hours looking through old photo’s, flicking through crisp articles, inhaling the deep air and reliving old memories.