First of all, I'm sorry. I know that there are children dying and that there are millions of people who have it so much worse than me, I know that my silly little problems really aren't relevant if you'd compare them to the wars and famine in the world, and I know that my unhappiness … Continue reading The Hardest Part
There are some things that I got used to, and then became very afraid to lose. A text goodmorning, a text goodnight; someone to tell about an exciting or exhausting thing that has happened to me; cuddles at night, or hugs when I'm feeling sad; something to look forward to at the end of a long week. In short, someone … Continue reading Falling Out of Love
I took these pictures this morning - well, technically it was about 2 PM in the afternoon, but I had just woken up. I hadn't washed my hair since sunday morning (it is now friday), I smelled bad, I had no bra on, my brows are a mess, I've got pimples and other blemishes … Continue reading Black and White
When I was younger, I used to have a rowing boat that I'd love to row the ditches of my small town with. Now, the Netherlands is a tiny country and there isn't much open space, so every ditch neighboured people's backyards. By rowing, I could see straight into those. It'd usually be sunny weekend … Continue reading From Backyards to Existential Crises
As people who are close to me may know, I enjoy the occasional party. I'm saying "occasional", but I mean every other weekend at LEAST. Usually, the part of the week I enjoy the most is when I'm drunk and chilling, and the part of the week I enjoy the absolute least is the hangover … Continue reading A Hangover and Chapped Lips
I got a new kind of tea recently, which is a sentence you'll hear me say at least once a week if you're friends with me. It's a rose-flavoured tea from the brand Yogi, it tastes incredible, but my favourite part about it might be the quotes it has on its labels. "The purpose of … Continue reading Tea Wisdom
I need to get something off my chest about a topic I've been thinking about for months. Now, before I do that, I need you all to know that I am not fat. I'm not fat, I'm not skinny, I've got a pretty "normal" body type and I'm about 170 cm tall, which is the … Continue reading Guess What? Different Body Types Exist
When I was younger, I used to get mad about everything, always. All someone had to do was look at me in the wrong way, and I'd be heated up like a match. It was wildly annoying to my parents, friends, teachers, and basically anyone I was even remotely close to. As I got older, … Continue reading Am I Growing Up or Losing My Fire?
Lately I've been finding it hard to find the line between doing something because I need to, or just because I want to. I keep skipping my morning classes a few times a week, because I'd rather sleep, and feel like the class I've got isn't that useful, anyways. Of course that is a shit … Continue reading What’s Your Excuse?
I know many people, including my own parents, probably, who love sundays. It's the only day of the week most people don't have to work and can do whatever they want. Sleep in, have a big breakfast, go for a walk on the beach... However, personally, I've always hated sundays. They feel boring to me, … Continue reading Sunday blues