Go and get a job. Go and find a flat. Find somebody else. Put them in the flat....– Dylan Moran (via ohmummywhatsasexpistol)
Promises to myself.
This coming year I will: go to the doctors’ Start driving get a tattoo buy coloured contacts start thinking about getting a flat get another job
I was invited to a party, but it was fancy dress and I only knew one kid there. Wouldn’t be so bad but there were a lot of people and I couldn’t get there in the first place. Some times it just feels like people forget all about me.
Admittedly I could really do with getting completely shitfaced, but unfortunately life doesn’t work like that.
Oh fuck, I have work tomorrow. Do not want. Make it go away. I mean, it’s only a 4hour shift but still
ohmummywhatsasexpistol: And no-one cares if your back is bleeding They’re concerned with their hair receding Looking back it was all maltreating Every thought that occurred misleading Makes me want to give myself a beating.
I feel really panicky to the point where I want to throw up. I need somebody else here so I know they’re definitely real. I need to be kept distracted. This is why I need to move out, to move in with someone. I’m really dizzy. Don’t know what to do.
Someone come pick me up and take me out to the cinema. Or for a drive. Or take me back home. Or something. Don’t trust myself at my house tonight.
languageisavirus96 replied to your post: Went to see Sherlock Holmes (SO GOOD SO GAY JUST… You know, I’ve never been to Nandos either, but everyone loves it :/ and do you need to have seen the first Sherlock to understand this one? It’s nothing startling but I suppose for what it was it was quite nice. No you don’t and I think I prefer this film to the last one. so good!
Went to see Sherlock Holmes (SO GOOD SO GAY JUST YES) then had my first ever nando’s experience (right before I stop eating meat mhm) and quite a bit of wine so I’m a wee bit tipsy um yep
You know what’s great about where we live? There’s always someone more pregnant...– Aimée to Laura
Anonymous asked: your biggest goal in life?
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Anonymous asked: politely tell someone that you’d never want to be “with” them but you would fuck them so hard, you're not straight so, a girl right?
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Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on...
There’s barely anyone online to talk to, people are being cunts and it’s honestly not worth the effort to tell them, I can’t sleep, I’ve come to the realisation that almost all of my friends have uni offers/steady jobs/something to do with themselves next year and I have fuck all, and to top it all off I can’t go outside yet. Fucking lovely.
You were Benjamin Barker. I used to daydream about being your Mrs Lovett. Fuck you.
How do you politely tell someone that you’d never want to be “with” them but you would fuck them so hard Because I need to use this quite a lot okay
Rex's new years resolutions: (work in progress)
Go back pescetarian Finish at least five books a fortnight Write at least three journal entries a week Look for/enter poetry competitions Behave Practice singing properly more regularly
It’s raining outside. I don’t have any social events planned. I don’t have to see anyone for days. I’ve bought new music and the house is pretty quiet. Can things be like this more often?
What happens when the Doctor runs out of...
Audience Member: This question for Mr. Moffat. How are you going to keep doing the regenerations because, the Doctor is only supposed to have 12 and he's used them all up apart from that last one.
Moffat: First of all, he can regenerate 12 times and that would mean there would be 13 Doctors. What we'll do in the event that we reach that point, and we've had 13 Doctors, there's this emergency BBC protocol. We will....make something up.
”Laura we need you to get on the xbox for a bit” -best way to start the day in quite a while…
I think today is a day for essay-writing and not thinking. Yup.
Good morning. Today is horrific and disgusting already, and I’m not allowed to stay in bed. Fuck everything.
Oh and two of my wisdom teeth are coming through, and I have to work New Years’ eve. Can I just hibernate til April yeh?
I hate having such conflicting emotions over people. I actually just threw up over it. It’s that bad. This is all really painfully unfair on me. It’s nothing short of cruel, honestly. I really did make an effort.