“Need a highly caffeinated drink and a slap about the bum face in the library ASAP…” she said whispered with her cheek smooshed against a desk, where countless others had probably napped before her.
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Also if I ever break my vow of moving again:
From my favourite movie, Funny Face.
I want to recreate this with someone :(
I considered recreating scenes from 50s movies for my Graded, or what everywhere else ever calls a dissertation, but I know I’d be giving myself far too much work on top of my other classes. So. Very. Tired. Permanently tired.
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And I’m done with being conscious for the day.
Doctors tomorrow.
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I’m a deadline genius.
Lose the pillows.
I want to lie in bed and have someone read my book to me until I fall asleep for a week.
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Portfolio done, finished, dealt with, ended.
Here’s to staying a wanky, useless art student…
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