The video for Taylor Swift's "Mine" is always going to make me tear up.

“Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both.”

I kind of suck at summer, you guys

It seems like everybody on the face of the earth (but especially people my age) simply adore summer and the sunshine makes everything better and blah blah blah. I will now state the following reasons why I have decided that summer just isn't my thing:

• Summer clothes, distorted body image, too much skin showing. GROSS. It just makes me feel uncomfortable.
• SO MUCH SWEAT AND GREASY SKIN. How could this ever be okay?
• Too much heat makes me claustrophobic and like ripping out of my own skin, which is why I don't like being at the beach for too long. Plus, another thing about the beach is that I get this 'okay, what do I do now?' sort of feeling.
• I wear normal glasses so I either have to opt for a headache from straining my eyes to see when I'm wearing sunglasses or a headache from squinting from the brightness of the sun. Lose-lose situation. 
• I'm really bad at sleeping normally and at normal times, but sleeping when it's unbearably hot is definitely on my list of 10 Things That Absolutely Suck.
• I really like indoor activities, so as much as I like watching TV shows on my laptop or scrolling through my Tumblr dashboard, I always have to listen to comments like "why are you inside on such a beautiful day?!" 
• The same goes for the movie theaters. I love going to the movie theater but apparently, in the summer, day time should be spent outdoors. Ugh.
• I'm a lonely person, so I'm either wistfully wishing I had somebody to go on outdoorsy escapades with or just somebody to share the air conditioning with. I mean, this obviously isn't just a bother in the summer, but I just feel like summer, and especially, vacations are reserved to be spent with people you like that are your own age (and not, uhm, your cat.) 
• So majority of summer vacations, my family and I end up going to spend at least a week at a city by the sea. So this is the issue about me being a super picky eater. Fish is okay, but really Dad, every day? Can't we just go eat some pasta somewhere? 

I'm just really inadequate and summer isn't the right season for me. Now can somebody please just lower the temperature here or something?

If only this anxiety and panic and miserableness could be turned into something creative. Sigh.

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• I feel a certain twinge of jealousy of people who are comfortably with posting their thoughts and feelings with no filter on the internet. I feel like everything I post is so obnoxiously overthought and calculated.
• It's currently 10:45 PM and I've been in bed since 1:30 PM, with the exception of going to the bathroom and getting food in the kitchen. It was kind of worth it though, because I watched like six episodes of Dexter and finished the season. I feel like the 'sloth' guy in Se7en. 
• Tomorrow I'm finally going to go watch 'The Amazing Spider-Man'! 
• The Rookie road trip is happening and it's so beautiful and lovely and everything right in the world and I honestly don't really wish I lived in US but right now, I very much wish I could be in  one of the visiting cities.
• I CARE SO LITTLE ABOUT SOCCER AND THESE FIREWORKS SCARE MY CATS.
• Lately, my reaction to thing that bother me in life is to feel nauseous. Like, to the point where I'm upset about things to the point of wanting to vomit.
• Sitting in the backseat of my mom's car makes me feel panicky and claustrophobic.
• I made a new 8tracks mix today! 
• I watched 'To Rome with Love' this week and I liked it a lot but I just thought that Ellen Page was a weird casting choice, because they go on and on in the movie about how sensual and enticing and beautiful she is but Ellen Page just kind of looks like a child. 
• I'm headed to Portugal on Sunday and it'll be summer there and I'll either have to embrace my weird toes and awful stomach or spend the three weeks wearing closed shoes and covering my tummy at the beach. Honestly, I hope it'll be the first option. 
• OKAY I'M DONE WITH THIS POST, TIME TO GO EAT FOOD