French Studies Major in the City of Sin.
Bookstores make me feel like a little kid in a candy shop, and I make coffee more for the smell than the taste.
Only pen and paper when it comes to writing.
Exciting and stimulating conversations make my day and night. :)
افتح فمك فقط إن كان ما ستقوله أجمل من الصمت
Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than silence
I’m so pathetically sensitive and I wish I wasn’t. I’m embarrassingly insecure and I overanalyze and overthink things that I shouldn’t worry about. I wonder how many things my weaknesses have ruined. Things that could have turned out great but I was too weak to handle. I’m constantly trying to get better and stronger, and I do. But I sometimes wonder if there is a certain level of weakness that I will never be able to escape.
College kids walk around in a suspended state of panic. And if ever they start to feel relaxed, it’s because they’ve forgotten something that’s probably due tomorrow.