I am at the beach, the sea is crystal blue, the sun is shining and warming my body, I am eating a chocolate stuffed donut, drinking freddo and missing Sweden. Wtf is wrong with me
how come when someone decides to eat only fruits and vegetables people commend them for their “willpower” and “diligence” but when i decide to eat a diet composed entirely of mozzarella sticks and vodka suddenly i’m “out of control” and “putting myself in danger”
If you are, like me, completely unable to function without internet connection, don’t EVER, I repeat, don’t EVER visit Pefkochori, Greece.
I’ve been to far east side of Serbia and Romania just this morning and I am passing the border of Macedonia in a couple of hours, on my way to Greece. Except the sore back from all the driving, I am having a motherfucking blast. I saw some hella old ruins too, and driving along Dunau in the summer is magical.
I am at a wedding and I forgot that there is a chance of being related to like 30% of the people attending and there is this hot guy at my table and i still don’t know if we are related but he is so fucking hot
Whenever i groan when people mention fifty shades of grey, they think that i am being prudish and they say shit like “yeah well some of us aren’t uptight about stuff like that as you are” and i just stand there repeating “don’t mention fanfiction don’t mention fanfiction” in my head