my legs are aching so badly its actually hard to walk and im nursing a two day hangover but im going to see great gatsby tonight with the australian girl in my flat and tomorrow we are doing touristy oxford stuff before i go home and probably dont see her again
That awkward moment when you ran up the stairs and now you’re trying to hide your heavy breathing like it’s no big deal but you’re actually pretty winded and dear god you need to work out.
if i cared for my own wellbeing i would definitely not drink tonight, considering the state i am currently in.
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
And just for a moment I had reached the point of ecstasy that I always wanted to reach, which was the complete step across chronological time into timeless shadows, and wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm, and the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move on, […] all the angels dove off and flew into the holy void of uncreated emptiness, the potent and inconceivable radiances shining in bright Mind Essence, innumerable lotus-lands falling open in the magic mothswarm of heaven.
just remembered im going to slam dunk in a couple of weeks!