i want a pizza but i want a free pizza.
Getting a tonsillectomy woo yeahhhh
I’m going to just admit with little to no shame that I am excited to be home at Christmas so I can read Twilight again.
Okay I have fallen madly in love with Kodaline.
Boots don’t need me over christmas.
I am essentially fucked.
My mouth hurts so much :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
Just burped a burp that I am confident anyone would give a 14/10.
You can’t just stroll into a rehearsal for something you haven’t properly contributed to/attended in weeks and demand a change in premise and shoot down everyone’s ideas. Twat.
I want my friends to come back now wahhh.
I kind of want a smiley piercing.
Wahhh so scared of my summative assessments fuck
I want whoever gets me for secret santa to buy me a cactus but there is no way anyone would think of that as I have never expressed a wish for a cactus before and there is no logical reason for someone to think of that idea on their own. Hmm.
Someone buy me a cactus.
Andrea Gibson’s poem Photograph is my favourite thing ever ever.