are we just going to ignore the fact that the king of sweden is fucking hilarious
i mean what
what the fuck
gustav no
stop it
gustav please
yOU MADE MY POST BETTER
It’s hard not to love Sweden.
(via sorachamary)
I’m going to try my hand at (semi) daily vlogs from my phone, mainly because I think the YouTube capture app is pretty neat. Expect cusses, generally random BS, and a whole lot of face.
xo
Driving Through
Sweden’s countryside on a bus with a bunch of sleepy students.
It’s really beautiful, the sun’s out for a change.
Spring’s around the corner, I can just feel it. Everything’s starting to make sense agin, starting to turn for the better with the turn of the season. I’m pretty happy these days, more so than I have been for a while. I feel bad that I haven’t been as happy around others for a bit now, around the one I love. I mean, what kind of BS is that? The stresses of everything, it’s easy to snap around comfortable love because you know there’s a certain level of tolerance there. Doesn’t mean that I, or anyone, should abuse that privilege though.
Things are okay though. I’ve got fields of bright green with red wooden barns and well - I can’t say it’s anything short of charming.
xo
with the way swedish winters are, i thought i’d never want to make a return visit. i do now, but i’ll wait until flowers are in bloom. xo
are we just going to ignore the fact that the king of sweden is fucking hilarious
i mean what
what the fuck
gustav no
stop it
gustav please
yOU MADE MY POST BETTER
It’s hard not to love Sweden.
(via sorachamary)
I’m going to try my hand at (semi) daily vlogs from my phone, mainly because I think the YouTube capture app is pretty neat. Expect cusses, generally random BS, and a whole lot of face.
xo
Driving Through
Sweden’s countryside on a bus with a bunch of sleepy students.
It’s really beautiful, the sun’s out for a change.
Spring’s around the corner, I can just feel it. Everything’s starting to make sense agin, starting to turn for the better with the turn of the season. I’m pretty happy these days, more so than I have been for a while. I feel bad that I haven’t been as happy around others for a bit now, around the one I love. I mean, what kind of BS is that? The stresses of everything, it’s easy to snap around comfortable love because you know there’s a certain level of tolerance there. Doesn’t mean that I, or anyone, should abuse that privilege though.
Things are okay though. I’ve got fields of bright green with red wooden barns and well - I can’t say it’s anything short of charming.
xo
with the way swedish winters are, i thought i’d never want to make a return visit. i do now, but i’ll wait until flowers are in bloom. xo
