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When I was younger, my grandmother used to always tell me “boys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses”.
I have a lovely grandmother.
Hahahaha what the fuck, how does this have so many notes?!?! Haven’t used or been on tumblr regularly for a long time and all of a sudden BAM!
I feel a little bit happy haha.
This is my/my parents’ cat, Rosie. She’s a bit of a cutie, not much of a snuggler though. I miss not having a cat at home, as Nathan and I can’t have pets in our rental. Oh and of course, Nathan isn’t a big cat fan.
I think it’s true that cats (and dogs too) can sense when you’re not feeling 100%. I came over to my parents’ place to feed Rosie, as they’re away, and she was a bit hungry and thirsty as I forgot to come over yesterday to feed her… Oops. So initially she was all happy to see me and meowing, but when I presented her with food she didn’t like, she fucked off into the bathroom to lick the sink.
I located her, apologised for forgetting about her the previous day and turned the tap on for her. She immediately stopped licking the basin and started lapping at the light stream of water coming from the faucet. I left her alone with her water and disposed of the revolting food I had put out for her. I grabbed a fresh tin of cat food (lamb morsels) and put it out for her.
Sure enough, I heard her jump down off the bathroom sink and tinkle her way to the kitchen. I told her that I’d put some fresh food out and that I was sorry for trying to feed her yucky food. She starting eating.
Meanwhile, I retreated to the couch to wallow in self-pity. You see, uni exam results were released today… And I failed. Everything. For the second time. As I scrolled down my Facebook newsfeed, I became more and more upset with myself. People were posting about their amazing results, about how they are finally graduating now and some of them even had the audacity to complain that they didn’t get the results they hoped for, despite still passing everything.
Next thing I know, Rosie appears at the end of the couch and walks across me. I thought she was being nice, but it turns out she just wanted my cream-filled lamington. The little bitch. I managed to finish it off, but have her a little bit of the cream and she loved it.
That was about an hour ago now, and she is still sitting next to me on the couch. Just keeping me company. And that’s what I need right now: not reassuring words to comfort me, not harsh truths thrown in face… Just company, so that I don’t have to feel alone right now. Company that doesn’t demand conversation, interrogation and explanation. Company that simply allows me to get lost in the silence and to distract myself the best way I know how: the internet.
Today I started seriously looking into the ingredients that are in all the “natural” products I use. I already knew that there are so many nasty ingredients in cosmetics and I’ve been avoiding anything containing SLS, SLES, parabens, mineral oils etc, however I decided to investigate a bit further into what other ingredients should be avoided.
I was shocked, to say the least. So far, all of my “natural” skin care products have contained at least one sneaky nasty ingredient. I know that a lot of the information on the internet about the dangers of certain synthetic preservatives and other ingredients is fear-mongering. I know that. I’m not really worried about them, to be honest. I just really want to try to use the most natural products I can, as I know that my skin prefers them! Some of the nasty chemicals like SLS etc are definitely bad for your skin and dry the skin out, so I refuse to use anything containing them in my face, body or hair.
So tonight, I cleansed my face with Manuka Honey. Yep. Honey. It smelled pretty good, and my face felt really nice after! Going to try to document my experiences with trying out these ‘DIY natural skin care products’.
Trying the face mask I got in a Bella Box a few months back. Looking like Leather Face or a gimp.
Having an Epsom Salt, Bi-Carb Soda and Rosehip Oil bath by candlelight, listening to the ‘Evening Acoustic’ Spotify playlist. Ahhh.
ILLUMINATED CODE FROM SPACE
“Macrocosm and microcosm is an ancient Greek Neo-Platonic schema of seeing the same patterns reproduced in all levels of the cosmos, from the largest scale (macrocosm or universe-level) all the way down to the smallest scale (microcosm or sub-sub-atomic or even metaphysical-level). In the system the midpoint is Man, who summarizes thecosmos.”
by aari Tesla
(via owlectomy)
What do you do when the one you love more than anything else becomes the one you despise more than anything else?
Because I honestly don’t know anymore.
I really don’t.
