Manifesto
Sophie. You can call me anything. I love everything and it is wonderful but I still feel like sleeping and/or screaming all the time while repeatedly bashing my head against a wall.
Let’s be honest, no maths is getting done tonight
do you ever do something really stupid and then you just sit there every night for weeks and think about how stupid it was
(via vida-libre)
I just had a really weird moment where I thought my saxophone was getting cold so I put under my quilt and then realized how weird that was. Now I feel like the crazy cat lady except with saxophones instead of cats, which is really a lot more crazy.
