Each bite is a balanced mix.
Pampanga was awesome. Here’s a video.
Just in case you forgot. I am an egg. 1. seriously, i can’t 2. don’t feel like doing anything 3. ahh…I want to live a stable life. nope, never. 4. if you’re going to be late anyway, why don’t you stay back a year? 5. who cares about the weather, i don’t go out anyway…
I’m the definition of mainstream trash with hipster garbage on the side (has anyone ever cared to define that aesthetic ever?); my musical tastes are limited to (American) Top 40 hits and the occasional female indie solo artist. I don’t go out of my way to look for new things to appreciate in music, and I…
1. My soul . 2. Probably my fifth greatest fear . 3. My AU wishes . Hello to my new followers! Fair (or late?) warning: this personal blog features a mix of content; it’s not a niche or genre or whatever blog. And updates are erratic. Thanks for following ( w ) ! xxx
I’ve been spending the last few days watching Justice League animated movies, episode clips and YouTube videos. And rewatching ATLA for the hundredth time. And sleeping, eating, working out. Painting. Anyway. Look what I found.
I’ll just leave this here.
My sister linked this video to me, and for a crystal clear moment I felt my life change.
I’m only human. I go up the stairs and feel a bit short of breath afterwards. I play tennis and I can only last for two hours. Basically, I have the stamina of an exhausted college student and the performance level of an average achiever. These solo artists put me to shame (and they should. It’s…
Apparently I have to redraw the lines. Again. Highly personal rant to follow, so. But helpful, I think.