"So," Magnus said finally, running a long white finger around the rim of his champagne glass. "Jordan. I hear you're in the Praetor Lupus. I see you're wearing one of their medallions. What does it say on it?"..."Beati Bellicosi: Blessed are the warriors." -City of Fallen Angels by Cassandra Clare . I'm Janie, 18, and an aspiring journalist and author from New York. I'm a double major in English and journalism with a minor in anthropology at UAlbany. Things I like: reading, high heels, lights, the smell of ink, Doctor Who, bodies of water, anything written Lemony Snicket, hair, the feeling you get after a good workout, musicals, the first sentences of books, volleyball, writing, good quotes, travelling,and the rain.
i have written 9 essays this week and i’m about to start another and i haven’t slept in 22 hours and i’ve slept a total of 14.5 hours in the last 72 hours so can i drop out please
six word autobiography: “fuck goddamnit i fucked up so bad”
guys i specifically made that sentence seven words long so someone could comment “but thats seven words” and i could say “fuck i did it again i fucked up” so we could all have a good laugh but no one said it. yall fucked up. i fucked up because i assumed yall wouldnt fuck up. everythings fucked up