S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via cinisterr)
Not the suicidal kind. Just a break. From everyone and everything. Space from normality. Space from familiarity.
I love my best friend. I don’t know what I’d do without her. :3
So apparently there are perks to being a deck officer. I saw dolphins jumping out of the ships’ swell this morning and a shooting star tonight. I like today.
This is so fucked up. I shouldn’t be having to deal with this. I am beginning to think I’m genuinely a magnet for disaster.
I miss Tumblr. It was the one good, consistent thing in my life I could rely on to keep me happy, in a world that was entirely filled with all things that make me smile. Now, being on ship.. It’s hard to find an escape. Don’t get me wrong, I love being on ship.. it’s such a great experience, just up until recently, where things have gotten weird. But. It’s extremely hard to find an escape away from everything, and everyone, and build a safe place for your own. Books help. And chocolate. But I miss people, and familiarity.
So according to my best friend, my greatest weaknesses are kindness and compassion. I can’t help but be kind and compassionate to everyone, regardless of who they are or what they’ve done. I can’t decide if that’s a good thing, or not.
It’s my birthday today. I’m 20. TWENTY! I’m no longer a teenager. Which means probably have to start acting like an adult.
Pretty pictures on the shipppp :)
Quick update on the ship situation: I have phone signal because we’re docked in Hull at the moment, due to leave early hours of Saturday.. So I have a couple days of phone signal!! I love it on board, it’s tiring and hot and dirty but it’s fun :) I’ll post photos later, gotta get back to work in a bit..
you know what’s adorable?
look at them
aww little toes
Grand Central Station, NYC, 1941. The light does not stream in like this anymore because the buildings around the station are too tall.