katy. england. an exposition of my obsessions; multi-fandom blogger with an obsession for hot vimto, literature the arctic monkeys and quirky fashion. “if we're always guided by other people's thoughts, what's the point in having our own?”~ oscar wilde.
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
"If you don’t understand, ask questions. If you’re uncomfortable about asking questions, say you are uncomfortable about asking questions and then ask anyway. It’s easy to tell when a question is coming from a good place. Then listen some more. Sometimes people just want to feel heard. Here’s to possibilities of friendship and connection and understanding."
I guess my main worry is that people will start hating what I hate about myself. I worry that everybody will think I am really annoying and just want me to shut up. Which would make so much sense because I annoy myself… I guess I want people to know that if they are annoyed with me, I get it, it’s totally cool. Please forgive me.