I need to live vicariously through someone else cause living vicariously through myself is a lot less sleep than I can handle.
Banging headache. Feel sick. Someone make me dinner.
Wind your neck in, MATE.
When is it too late to text someone??
Going out tonight. Like, actually going outside, away from my house, with people, socialising.
I don’t get it either.
First selfie for aaaaaaaaaaaaages. :)
Fuuuuuuuuuucking hell I’m so hornyy I can’t even think straight.
I fell in the shower and head butted my razor this morning and now there’s a chunk missing from my forehead.
And people ask WHY I’m called Dapsy.
These are a little old now.
But still me.
And I don’t wanna go places where all my ladies can’t get in, just grab a bottle, some boys and take it back to my basement.
The one day I actually HAVE to go out into the real world, it’s raining and all my umbrellas are mysteriously missing.
Where’s Alanis Morissette when you need her?
I’m 20 years old and there’s still things I’m afraid to say out loud.
I’m such a lucky girl. I forget that some days.