saw the Avengers tonight
not bad not bad new found love for the Hulk though clearly have a thing for angry men ANYWAY it is the last half hour of my birthday and i’ve had a lovely day but now i’m feeling a bit blah and gloomy. which makes so sense at all because i’ve had some lovely texts and messages and all sorts from people who i perhaps didn’t realise cared as much as they do, so that was...
schoolspirit asked: happy birthday fsldkfjsodij xoxo :)
sammy bought me a new hip flask kath bought me fake moustaches amy made me russian doll biscuits jack bought me pulp tickets…even though we went last month & tonight i’m going to see the avengers and eat lots of food with sammy i’m a lucky girl :3
skylinecanvas replied to your post: its my fucking birthday. QUACKY BIRTHDAY ! U SO CRAZY THANX THO
forthehonourofgreyskull asked: happy birthday :)
its my fucking birthday.
it is my birthday in half an hour sammy and i are getting fuuuucked because we’re awful students who are going to fail and earlier we kissed and tried to find out if we can lick our boobs we can’t reach our nipples though
I really hate the term and/or being refered to as a ‘bigger girl’. or if I ever get told that I’m “actually quite pretty for a bigger girl” thank you for reminding me that i am bigger than average bigger than normal bigger than i should be bigger than all girls should be
here i go again - whitesnake
if i don’t fail this one module at uni it will be a miracle i’m literally in tears everytime i try to work this fucking programme. UGH.
i feel like i’m treading on fucking eggshells lately i can’t seem to do anything right
i hate uni with a fucking passion the only reason i won’t quit is because i’ll have nothing else to do and my mum will give me that disappointing face she does so well but all it’s made me feel this past year is lonely, panicked, poor and trapped feeling like i should be elsewhere.
someone sent my brother a message on his tumblr saying “your sister would get it, alot” …no one ever sends me stuff like that on my own tumblr though.
I’ve come to realise in the past few months that I get far too attached to people. I don’t fall in love with them or anything like that. I reckon the day I fall in love with anyone is a long time away when I’m older and not as terrified as relying on someone and the expectant rejection that will come along with it. I get far too attached to people and the relationship the two...
does someone want to come spoon me in bed for an hour before I go out for dinner with Sammy?
I’ve woken up still upset about last night. And I look even more disgusting and hideous today than I felt then too. BRILLIANT.
I am forever grateful that I don’t know many people on tumblr in real life because I post some proper shit on here.
i hate when you send a text and then have that horrible shitty feeling in your stomach whilst you wait for a reply.
what the fuck am I watching?
nowthenmarkybum replied to your post: nowthenmarkybum replied to your photo: Tumblr… haha why?! 10% whilst everyone has 5% ahaha you must stop posting good things, clearly. cool.
nowthenmarkybum replied to your photo: Tumblr Crushes: nowthenmarkybum ceebear … I FEEL LOVED :D I FEEL CREEPY :D
how many rhubarb and custard's do you think I can...
and the Queen came to our Uni today to open up the Cutty Sark and because they’ve just finished filming Les Miserables here, the grass was basically brown from all the horses trampling and shitting all over it so they dyed the grass green we made amy touch it and she got green dye all on her hand THEY PAINTED THE GRASS FOR THE QUEEN like Alice In Wonderland or something.
this is the worst drought ever.