His face, though man. Just. ASDFGHJKL;””/.,]
I just followed a fashion blog. What have I become?! I see a new obsession forming…
I NEED TO GO BACK TO UNI LIKE NOW I NEED MY INDEPENDENCE SO BADLY.
The thought of working with the Gasoline folks again soon is just ASDFGHJKSL;VZDLLNKSJLK X. <3<3<3
I’M BACK ONLINE, PROPERLY NOW, SO ASK ME STUFF/TALK TO ME/TELL ME THINGS PEOPLE!
I feel like I should let Tumblr know that I had some amazing things happen to me yesterday, and the night before. Said things include sitting on a bench on the seafront at half midnight, talking; the sweet sound of the kettle boiling during kisses; the most honest words I have ever managed to get out; scrambled eggs for breakfast with some jammy tunes and sunshine…
I USED MY WORDS.
Woke up at 5am. Spent three-ish hours in bed, thinking up scenarios in my head (conversations, confrontations, arguments etc) and all possible outcomes. Jet lag is a dick.
NEXT YEAR, whenever I get upset by something stupid (for example, an anonymous ask wanting to know why I don’t seem to have this ‘awesome friendship’ with someone any more, or my family are getting too much, or I’m having a ‘bad moment’ or whatever) I love that I’ll just be able to walk downstairs and find one of my favourite people for hugs and tea.
that is as long as they’re not having sex or something ;)
I was literally SO CLOSE to logging off, then that lovely boy popped up on chat, then I got an ask, and now I have about a dozen asks which are kinda ‘ouch’. I will never learn; quit while you’re ahead, log out while the asks are good.
Oh, of course the second I say I’m going to bed, he comes online. Oh cruel world, why dost thou delight in my pain?!