My name is Gwendolyn. I am a nineteen year old college sophomore who never accepts a bad high-five and contorts her face at those who mean the most. I don't mean much, really, but I've got a big heart and a mind that means well.
This is my blog. I post and reblog things that I find enticing as well as memories and penchants of my personal life.
If I know you in person and not personally and you ask me about my text posts, I will act like I don't know what you're talking about.
I’m starting to see the pattern in that each time I have something really important to do (usually school related), my brain likes to infest in some sort of worry and turn it into negative emotions that grow until I give in and make the excuse that I’m too tired/too depressed to do it. Nowadays more than ever I hate being bitchy, but seriously, why do I get so stupid? Tears well, shut up brain, you’ve got shit to do and you gotta learn to do it alone.