i wanna be the girl who majors in english and who makes art and always looks so fucking cool and goes to shows and runs a cool real blog about her life and just fuckin owns everything but no sadly im just the girl who dropped a kit kat on the floor and then ate it anyways
“No, I’m not okay. But I haven’t been okay since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough”—Clementine Von Radics (via infinit3-beauty)
There are people telling funny history stories and I wanted to tell my favorite!
Okay, so. When Napoleon invaded Egypt, the Egyptians wanted to get in his good favor, so they sent along two teenage girls to him for him to use as he pleased. Napoleon was disgusted, because um, no, and he was madly in love with Josephine. So he sent them back. And, well, the Egyptian ministers must have misunderstood.
narrowing down my “type” of guy is really hard because one second i’ll see a guy that’s clean shaven in a button down with the sleeves rolled and be like WHOA and the next i’ll see a guy with a full sleeve beanie and scruff and be like WHOA