People that feel the need to add a caption to every single picture they reblog ever make me want to throw things. Heavy, sharp things.
Uh, I’m wide awake and bored. Someone amuse meeeeee.
I just don’t understand taxi drivers that ask me for directions. Like what else does your job entail.
I’M NOT CRAAAAAZAAAAY, I’M SURE I AIN’T DONE NOTHING WRONG. IM JUST WAITING CAUSE I HEARD THAT THIS FEELING WON’T LAST THAT LONG!
Belting out Bruno Mars on sing party. Booyah!
It’s nearly one am, I am drunk, Titch is asleep and i am booooooreddddd.
Titch if you see this, boo, you whore. ;)
Spending £100 on bras yesterday was the best decision I ever made.
Fucking cannot concentrate because I’m to god damn hornyadgkfsbjkbhjjkjssvjijb.
OH I SWEAR TO GOD SOME PEOPLE JUST NEED KNOCKING THE FUCK OUT.
It’s acceptable to become a video game addict for the first time in your life at the age of 20, right?
Okay so if i die laying in this bed from an overdose of Gilmore Girls, i can’t say I’m all that bothered.
Someone come and get into bed and eat Chinese food with me?
Dear mr wii u I have just purchased.
Y u take so long to download update.
I am not a patient woman, I want to kill zombies and I want to kill them NOW.
I wish I was a nicer person but the truth is, I’m just not.