February 2012
Prose before hoes.
toppingshop:
going to crawl into bed, curl up and cry whilst holding my bank statements and using them as tissues.
snappp
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I just wish I knew what/who I wanted. Feeling ever so apathetic and misanthropic.
I guess I just need a break from fixing the problems of everyone else so that I can actually focus on myself for a bit. Just so exhausted.
out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
and I eat men like air.
– Lady Lazarus (Sylvia Plath)
I guess people are just less afraid in the dark.
why did I agree to a heavy night?
going to have to do my best not to vom while eating sushi and drinking sake tomorrow. wish me luckkkkk
Each feature improved, each movement refined, and eyes like a showroom.
– Bright Eyes
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Just pulled a groin muscle practicing a new pole move. I wish I could say it was titillating, but in actual fact, it entailed my rolling around on the floor, clutching at my inner thigh, silently screaming.
Me so sexy.
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Eurogamer Expo tickets bought.
Love my life.
Crazy crochet apartment →