I'm a book loving, music enthusiast with no life, and a fairly strong internet connection. I'm also a Nerdfighter who has an immense fixation on a 900-year-old time traveling alien from Gallifrey, as well as the Winchester brothers.
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
That’s called anxiety.
That explains at least half of my life then
John Green, Looking for Alaska (via bittersweetnouveau)
i wish that there were more hours in a day and boys were nice and bread didnt make you fat