It’s much like my tumblr but with lots more of my face.
You know, if you’re into that.
She won’t even kiss me hello.
I had permission, it’s not fair that you’re so mad at me.
Stop, it hurts.
But when I started to regret eating so much I ate even more so I’d be too full for there to be any room left for the shame.
I picked this one.
So I hardly drink anymore these days, might of forgotten to adjust my intake to cater to that..
The ever present side effect of vodka inspiring me to dance on podiums like a stripper who’s rent is due was in full swing last night.
How did I used to do this 3 nights a week and get up ready to go again come morning? Ugh I feel like death. Fuck hangovers.
Planning ahead for my holiday here guys, recommendations please! :)