The Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow

I am a 21 year old student from England, currently living in the squalor of student housing in Sheffield. I am too lazy and easily distracted to do a real degree, so I study Journalism.

I possess a multitude of qualities, these include but are not limited to; reciting prime numbers backwards from 909526, reading to blind children and training guide dogs. Embellishment may be my finest.

To stop annoying "Do you have a girl/boyfriend" question I would also like to state that I do not.

I read, play guitar and xbox too much, generally I exceed others' tolerances and I like to listen to blues. I stay up too late, drink too much coffee and alcohol and hate getting up in the hours followed by AM.

That's about as interesting as I get.

I’m just as lost as you are.

Does it make you feel any better?

"social media eventually fosters a sense of self-loathing… unless you’re stupid, in which case you’re as happy as a pig in shit"

— Magnificent Ruin

Gatsby, P.19

For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.

What does this song mean to you?

(Source: nevver)

Stark realisation

Lindsey Stirling or bust.

Hold me baby, don’t let go. Pretty girls help soften the blow.

This is the coolest piece of music to ever exist. No arguements. No explanations. Just this.