My babies!!
I've been bad bad bad friend and not blogged my shit.
So here I am putting my shit on BLAST.
First of all, I don't care, go buy Ed Sheeran's album. It's amazing.
Secondlyyyyyy, I passed out horribly at work and ever since had migraines. I'm really terrified and refuse to get it investigated...but these headaches have got to the point where if they dont give me drugs tomorrow I'm going to turn to illicits
My army guy came back And it sounds fucking ridonkulous. But we speak for 5 minutes and I remember everythinnnnng I'm such a dickk headddddddddd. he doesn't even think of me until he wants some ass when he's home.
I have 2 ex boyfriends that have "woke up and smelt the coffee" and realised how easy they had it with me.
But something weird is happening. I feel like I deserve better...AND I'M GOING TO GET IT. I just can't be arsed. How very British of me...
Went to get to my tattoo, doctor friends gave me numbing cream that apparently I'm deathly allergic to, and thus they couldn't ink me. Bloody hell!
going to let my hair go natural. going to gain weight. going to be everything to me. because I've decided I'm too much to too many people, and not one FUCKER cares. So they can bite my shiny metal ass.
Realised that actually, I love the shit out of my little bro, and I'm going to be a proper sister now. Probably going to stop shouting "you little cunt I'ma fuck your shit up if you even think about telling mum what you just saw." And start taking an interest in what he does. Because I'm a top bird.
Failed my fucking driving test. I'll pass though. What Evz.
Really looking forward to becoming a vegetable in Wales with my friend Matt. We're going to stay in bed allllllll day and slag off his ex missus and he can tell me how I deserve better and we'll eat cold baked beans from the tin and just do shit we can't do at home anymore. It'll be cool.
My ear is now 6mm! and I've started stretching my other ear. WOOOOOOOOO!
Listening to Ed Sheeran now, I actually really want to get in my car and (illegally) drive up to Salisbury and just squueeeeeze the fuck out of army guy. 'Coz even though he's a fucking MONSTER. I love him. poo. (if he ever reads this i will die. and i'll have to prove I'm nails by doing some bizzarre scarrification....)
anywaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, PEACE AND LOVE, BE LUCKY !!!!!!
won't neglect you so much next time (:
Oh Old Mox.
I've been bad bad bad friend and not blogged my shit.
So here I am putting my shit on BLAST.
First of all, I don't care, go buy Ed Sheeran's album. It's amazing.
Secondlyyyyyy, I passed out horribly at work and ever since had migraines. I'm really terrified and refuse to get it investigated...but these headaches have got to the point where if they dont give me drugs tomorrow I'm going to turn to illicits
My army guy came back And it sounds fucking ridonkulous. But we speak for 5 minutes and I remember everythinnnnng I'm such a dickk headddddddddd. he doesn't even think of me until he wants some ass when he's home.
I have 2 ex boyfriends that have "woke up and smelt the coffee" and realised how easy they had it with me.
But something weird is happening. I feel like I deserve better...AND I'M GOING TO GET IT. I just can't be arsed. How very British of me...
Went to get to my tattoo, doctor friends gave me numbing cream that apparently I'm deathly allergic to, and thus they couldn't ink me. Bloody hell!
going to let my hair go natural. going to gain weight. going to be everything to me. because I've decided I'm too much to too many people, and not one FUCKER cares. So they can bite my shiny metal ass.
Realised that actually, I love the shit out of my little bro, and I'm going to be a proper sister now. Probably going to stop shouting "you little cunt I'ma fuck your shit up if you even think about telling mum what you just saw." And start taking an interest in what he does. Because I'm a top bird.
Failed my fucking driving test. I'll pass though. What Evz.
Really looking forward to becoming a vegetable in Wales with my friend Matt. We're going to stay in bed allllllll day and slag off his ex missus and he can tell me how I deserve better and we'll eat cold baked beans from the tin and just do shit we can't do at home anymore. It'll be cool.
My ear is now 6mm! and I've started stretching my other ear. WOOOOOOOOO!
Listening to Ed Sheeran now, I actually really want to get in my car and (illegally) drive up to Salisbury and just squueeeeeze the fuck out of army guy. 'Coz even though he's a fucking MONSTER. I love him. poo. (if he ever reads this i will die. and i'll have to prove I'm nails by doing some bizzarre scarrification....)
anywaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, PEACE AND LOVE, BE LUCKY !!!!!!
won't neglect you so much next time (:
Oh Old Mox.
Where do you get your ink done?