having sex doesn’t make you a slut and being a virgin doesn’t make you a saint

life actually stresses me so much

i’m gonna start documenting my life like i did on tumblr two years ago

also i’ll get my scrapbook on the go regularly for a creative release

it will be so relieving

and i need to take more photos and especially with the camera my father bought me for christmas

i feel like i’m losing my zest for life:

i have a love for all things different and i’m not afraid of being who i am

i did part of a mood board / scrapbook on a pin board the other night and i forgot how much i miss scrapbooking and love it

it’s just so therapeutic

i feel like everything about me is undervalued and overlooked

i’m a lovely person i feel, i open people’s eyes to the world positively, creatively and socially

i’m not judgmental at all either

the world is so fucked up it frustrates me

the upside is that i dyed my hair white and i just need to leave silver shampoo in it more until it goes silver tinted

then my hair will be perfect (for once) for rockness

i’m gonna love the vintage & thrift shop theme of rockness this year

the euphoria will be overwhelming and playing songs that make my endorphins overflow, with sun drenching everyone and surrounded by my favourite friends and i’ll be so happy dancing too

it’s just the perfect time