#hilroy

[coffeestudyy]

[january 28, 2020]

went to a dog cafe with my friends after lunch and pet many cute dogs and got some coffee :) what can i say? the theme of our adventure today was spontaneity ;) why? because we’re fulfilling the wildest fantasies of our younger selves. everything i do is for her.

anyways, i also went to staples to buy a new binder cuz mine is wreeeecked, and some hilroy notebooks bc we too broke for muji stationary in this house. pens are ok though..

got my stuff ready for second semester on friday, and now i’m just chillin’. oh, i also painted a card for my friend’s birthday tomorrow and i’m very excited to give it to him!

welp, that’s about as productive i’ll be until the new semester starts, so toodles!

[worry-stone]

Yeah

[mywordstovictor]

Apparently doing school work feels less torturous when you do it with a nice pen in a comfy notebook and you lay with your feet crossed in the air like you’re on the phone in an 80s movie

^^^

A guy who wrote a quarter Hilroy notebook’s worth of responses in a single sitting and felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment

A Word document could never

[innerthoughtsandwritinglots]

lost.

I feel like no matter what I do, I am continuously seeking the ability to journal the way I once did in middle school. Hours and hours and notebooks filled from from to back. Yet here I am struggling to find a way to get my thoughts out.

I thought we were supposed to be more coherent as we got older.. jokes on me I guess. I long for the days when it was just me some shitty pens and a good hilroy notebook.

Here is to hoping I can stay consistent and maybe by shouting to the void I will feel more inclined to share rather than keeping my thoughts all to myself.

Life as of late has felt beyond overwhelming so journaling should be like reconnecting with a familiar friend.

Anyone else use these bad boys for their trama dump sessions? or just me?

[anastaceart]

119/365 #365daysofcolour #TURQUOISE #howlite #fountainpen #flatlay #hilroy #clipboard

[amereinconvenience-blog]

Revolutions Per Minute (WT Overlode)

I can't do anything I've already done I can lose everything I've ever won Sensory overload, evacuated mind All it takes is too much time Found out what it's all about A sheep in wolf's clothing A monk, cross-bearing A cynic driven to monotony It's all too much and I'm red-lining out Say your prayers in the obituary Pushed off schedule by the itinerary Back to the rut, slaving to the grind So much space but not enough time Found out what it's all about Heterochromatic herring Silence blaring A skeptic sure of what he's seeing It's not enough and I'm red-lining out I'll send for your two cents to pay the price Take a lesson from the guy who's freaking out I know I'm wrong but I think I'm right "I did the best I ever could" Lie

[lavieenroze]

[lavieenroze]