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Here's to not being skinny enough, to the girls who can't eat nothing and/or exercise incessantly, 

and here's to not feeling good enough, not being able to say "hey i'm not perfect but this is how i am, so come and grab me by the love handles, world!" but feeling like shit about it instead. 

Here's to not being a "normal girl" who has millions of friends who comment things like "♥" every time they upload a half decent over exposed picture of themselves onto facebook, who doesn't own a million pairs of high-heels and study and get good grades and play sports and "ooh so naughty of me but i guess i'll have ONE M&M just this once!" like a good girl. 

Here's to never being rational about anything, never liking a boy and maybe go on a few nice dates with him, but instead falling head over heels for someone you know you'll never have and then obsessing over them night and day even though there was probably nothing all that great about them in the first place. Never studying or bothering to do the things you should so you might be in any way successful in school/college/life but hoping that everything will just fall into place for you one day and there's no point worrying about it now, right? 

Here's to those of us who every day feel like they must have come from a different planet to the people around them, who feel how unfair it is that they can't be normal and peaceful like other people, who are jealous of those with stability and calm and control in their lives and wish that something as simple as getting through the day wouldn't, for once, feel like a fucking battle. That maybe you could feel one emotion or feel one way about yourself for more than 5 minutes. 

Here I am, wondering why the simplest things in life have to be so complicated, why being a teenager ("the best years of your life!") is more wearing than an episode of Deadliest Catch.

If you feel this way, if you can relate to any of the statements above, or if you're sitting in your pretty room uploading pretty-ish pictures of yourself onto Facebook and eating your one M&M while texting that nice boy you went to the cinema with and think is "alright" (after your hockey match and morning study session, of course), thinking that you should be re-arranging your high heels but instead just want to listen to the angsty rants of those less fortunate than yourself...

Well, you've come to the right place. 

Peace, love and angst,

Aoife ✝

Boys only like me over the internet.






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Good girls go bad because bad boys don't treat them right

Christmas, as we know it, is over. At least that's how it feels. Tomorrow i'm heading to Dublin to see my friends and escape cabin fever. I'm on a no sugar diet so i plan on dispersing my selection box among the masses. I hope you all got what you wanted for Christmas, I haven't gotten anything yet. I've spent the last few lonely nights lurking the internet, finding lots of pretty pictures.
Here you go

Partyboys. 

Fuck poetry let's party

Hello my ducklings.
Snow snow snow. All snow and no school makes Aoife happy.
Last week i went to the Kat Von D book signing and i met her and gave her a hug and she signed my Beethoven tape and said it was soo rad and that she was going to copy it and then i died. Great day.
So anyways, life is sweet at the moment.
I think my boobs are getting bigger. This is bad.

Also, this. This is bad.

Fuck this adolescence

I like boys with nice hands and good grammar.
 I like to climb inside the duvet cover and pretend that nowhere else exists, I like jumpers with holes in the sleeves for my thumbs.
 I like to feel loved and not lonely, i like long car journeys and staring out windows.
 I like cold weather and city lights, drinking tea and feeling OK. 
I like the smell of the people i love and i like to dance, dance, dance.
I'd like to leave school and run away to California, and i'd like if oneday the world made sense.


Aoife ♥

10 Reasons why a kettle is better than a boyfriend

We had a kettle called Russell. He was the apple of our eye, the cherry on our cake, the salt in our Tequila. However, he was cruelly ripped from our loving embrace by our housemistress.
We will be re-united one day, Russell.

I guess you never forget your first love...

Anyway, we compiled a list of reasons why a kettle is better than a boyfriend:

A kettle will never stand you up

A kettle will never change your plans last-minute

A kettle will never ditch you to go hang out with the guys

A kettle will never tell you you look fat in your favourite dress

A kettle won't flirt with your best friend

A kettle won't check out other girls when it thinks you're not looking

A kettle will make you lovely hot cups of tea and never complain about it

A kettle will always be there waiting for you when you get home

A kettle will keep you warm on cold nights

A kettle won't forget your birthday or anniversary 

Well there's 10 we came up with, tell us if you have any more.

Russell is the only man we could ever truly rely on.

We love you Russell.

Always, Aoife ♥