Torchwood is now my life. Honestly the best show ever made.

I have come to the conclusion that reminiscing is a bad idea.  I looked at pictures of myself from between this time last year and 2 years ago.  I was basically more freckly and a lump.  If I was like that now, I would probably be quite unhappy.  Being a lump was due to my own fault but what happens in your past cannot be changed. Looking back to when I was younger, I seemed at least happy because I didn’t care so much about what people thought about me and I didn’t really care too much about myself and my appearence. Now I actually care a bit but don’t care what people think about me too much. Haters can hate. At the moment (Basically just today) I’ve just been like “fml, life is so annoying” because it just is and the human race is shitty.  I used to be content, how could I be so not pissed off with life.  The past affects my life but you have to forget about bad things in the past and build on them. What you have to look forward to is the future, you can’t change the past, so why worry about it.

I seem to have done something to my Tumblr. At least it still works!

EDIT: lol I fixed it, love.

Oh yeah, so I’m back from America.