Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?
So I told myself I could only miss my boyf at nightime so I wouldn’t ruin the trip moping around.
Now mr whistle has me up late and I am lying here sad sad sad to the point where I’m thinking maybe I made a mistake. I finally found someone who makes me happy, then I fuck off for months?
Maybe its cause we haven’t properly spoken since I got here-he’s been in Poland. But. I’m thinking maybe I should ditch out on Thailand and go back home after India…
I dunno. Maybe that’s stupid. But I want this relationship to work. I love him. And three and a half months might make it impossible. :(
Omg I just googled it. It’s the night watchman for our sector. He has to blow the whistle so the neighbourhood know he’s awake and protecting us. Fucking amazing. Also kinda annoying.
Someone is walking around outside at 2:16 blowing intermittently on a whistle and clanking two bits of wood together.
I literally don’t know what this means. India, just what?
- the British reaction to sunshine (via foreverintimate)
Don’t shame the girls who sent pictures of themselves half-naked to their significant others as a way to express eroticism which is healthy and natural… give the people hell who think it’s okay to destroy someone’s trust and distribute those images simply for entertainment purposes.
Say it again. I don’t think they got it the first time. Too much truth.
Its not a party until someone cries about a boy not liking them
Luncheon and in a rickshaw travelling about town.