Sunset over Portsmouth tonight. I don't usually hashtag, but #nofilter. I mean, bloody hell.
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Sunset over Portsmouth tonight. I don't usually hashtag, but #nofilter. I mean, bloody hell.
Been woken up by my stomach pain for the third day in a row. I guess I should go to the doctor... Pray for me, friends.
Well. That's done, then.
I know that if women wish to escape the stigma of husband-seeking, they must act and look like marble or clay - cold, expressionless, bloodless; for every appearance of feeling, of joy, sorrow, friendliness, antipathy, admiration, disgust, are alike construed by the world into the attempt to hook a husband. Never mind! well-meaning women have their own consciences to comfort them after all. Do not, therefore, be too much afraid of showing yourself as you are, affectionate and good-heartened; do not too harshly repress sentiments and feelings excellent in themselves, because you fear that some puppy may fancy that you are letting them come out to fascinate him; do not condemn yourself to live only by halves, because if you showed too much animation some pragmatical thing in breeches might take it into his pate to imagine that you designed to dedicate your life to his inanity.
Charlotte Brontë writing to a friend who had been kind to a man she thought was married, only to have him fall in love with her because he thought she was flirting (letter dated April 2, 1845). (via feu-pale)
I'm not sure timehop realise how creepy this is...
Unashamedly feeling fab today. Not pictured: my hand awkwardly casting shade on my forehead because my bedroom light is too harsh and hospitally. Seriously, I looked like such a knob.
Christmas Isle of Wight : Lomography 400ISO : 25/12/15
Got my film back from @Photographiqueuk, super fast service thanks guys. Kings Mile flat : Lomography 400ISO : 7/2/2016
Such a small change can make such a big difference to your life. For me, it was putting surprised Mary Berry as my lock screen. I've never been happier. 12:48?!!
Omg no stop go away
My mother is the cutest. I've wanted to try blossom tea for ages.
Thanks, timehop, for showing me I've always been pretty badass.
I just realised how hipster my boozy lunch is. Don't worry, the bag is hiding some Pepsi and a peperami.
I'm going on a date in an hour, with an actual human man that I don't know. I've not been on a date with someone I don't know for 5 years. I'm terrified.
This is exactly the wrong time
I don't want to leave my bed. If I'm honest, I only put my fluffy throw around my head to make a visual point about how cold I am #fortheinsta but now it's there I'm super warm and I think it was the best idea I've ever had. See you in Spring, bitches.