I'm a writer [aspiring] , I have a love for cheesy fanfiction, am over enthusiastic about movies and the people in them. I drink too much tea and stay up too late. I'm pretty grumpy, positive that I'm related to Tywin Lannister and fairly certain I'll be famous. I'm extraordinarily shy and my ability to turn scarlet is almost superhuman. I'm freakishly attracted to chest hair. Red Bull and Vodka, truffles and museums are my vices [although, not all at the same time] I want to own a cafe/bookstore where revolutions are planned and people fall in love. But in the meantime, I'm twenty-two and own a restaurant were old men drink coffee, tip poorly and tell war stories all day. And that's pretty great, too.I'm not quite sure what you would ask but, go for it!
"Dear Diary, today I drank rat blood and Lestat was a prig."
In social issues class today our professor held up a black book and was like “this book is red” and we were all “no” and he said “yes it is” and we were just all “that’s not right” and he turned it around and the back cover was red and he said “Don’t tell somebody they’re wrong until you’ve seen things from their point of view”
that speaks to me
I want him to know he’s becoming the next Tumblr sensation