Crops of my thesis images. I will post the full ones after my thesis defense. Basically representations of my emotions when confronted by these different states of being, and trying to reason with not being as emotionally expressive as my friends and family—especially when it comes to death.
From top to bottom: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance.
I have a panic disorder. While having an attack one day, I called my boyfirend because I was scared. He hung up the phone as soon as I said that and was over in no time to comfort me.
He doesn’t have a car.
He lives 10 miles away.
Ah Jason, he is a total legend. Yes, our first ever meeting in the lobby of a Belfast hotel did start by him rugby tackling me to the floor yelling “WIFEY!!”
- Emilia Clarke
I AM SO BEYOND FUCKING DONE
ino went from being pretty to cute to…pissed in 311. so of course i had to doodle my queen and her mood swings