"Writers write because they can't afford therapy"

 

I was satisfied with haiku until I met you,
but now I want a Russian novel,
a 50-page description of you sleeping.

D. Young (via seabois)

langleav:

If we were clothes,

you would be a red sweater
washed with white towels,
and I would be a black jacket
washed in hot water.
You would stain and kiss,
all that was around you
playfully with your colour,
and I would just fade,
one wash after the other.

(Source: countdownto25)

So in a few days it will be six months since I started exercising.
I had decided that I didn’t want to look like the weak Asian bookworm type (Upper right) anymore and wanted to feel better about the way I looked. So here are my embarrassing progress pictures from six months ago to the present (other two pictures). 128 pounds to 140 pounds.
Still too shy to actually post these on facebook as of yet xD

So in a few days it will be six months since I started exercising.

I had decided that I didn’t want to look like the weak Asian bookworm type (Upper right) anymore and wanted to feel better about the way I looked. So here are my embarrassing progress pictures from six months ago to the present (other two pictures). 128 pounds to 140 pounds.

Still too shy to actually post these on facebook as of yet xD