Chelsea, 22, composed, in equal parts, of diet coke, caramel delites, and feels. Human disaster and arbiter of the absurd.
The rules of this blog are fairly simple: If I like something, I'll reblog it. So, sometimes it's a pretentious hipster photo blog, and other times a social justice blog, but it's always a Gong Yoo appreciation blog. But then sometimes I completely disregard all of that and post whatever the hell I feel like -- then it's mostly a lot of attractive people looking attractive, fields of poppies, personally victimizing gif sets of life-ruining otps, and landscapes at sunset. If you don't like it, you can find the unfollow button at the top.
I don’t admit to being hopeless, though: only the spectacle is a profoundly strange one; and as the current answers don’t do, one has to grope for a new one, and the process of discarding the old, when one is by no means certain what to put in their place, is a sad one.