I’m spending tonight alone with no entertainment aside from my phone (yeah life sux, white gurl probs, etc) so excuse me if I have a bit of an emo here……

Dear you,

I care about you so much I might spontaneously combust. I don’t know how or why it happened but basically as soon as I met you I knew I wanted you in my life, and now that you’re here I don’t want you to fucking go anywhere.

I keep telling myself I don’t care about labels but I really do. I don’t want to be a cunt about it & I want things to move naturally but it’s been three months now & I want to be proud to call you something other than my friend.

I promise to stop minding that you want to watch crappy television on Friday nights. My reactions to things are only a result of insecurity - I know we’ve spoken about what we are and established that neither of us are seeing anyone else, but fuck, we were drunk and angry so does it even count?

Do you remember telling me you actually do want to be my boyfriend? I doubt it. And now I have no idea how to bring it up with you again.

I know you care, don’t get me wrong.

5:40 am  •  26 May 2012  •  2 notes

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8:34 pm  •  21 May 2012  •  839 notes

iloveyoulessthanpunk:

jsgmyfmtfmdfvmdcfs there’s a guy sitting next to me eating and his eating noises are worse than most people’s sex noises and I’m literally going to throw up in a second omg 

No seriously I actually just got up and moved to the other side of the room and I can still hear him, I’m going to burst into tears in a second.

9:56 pm  •  20 May 2012  •  6 notes

(Source: batgirl1992, via motelbarbie)

9:46 pm  •  20 May 2012  •  221 notes

I have such a fucking shitty track record with guys.

Like, there are girls who say they’ve got bad luck with romance… And then there’s me.

I’ve had THREE different guys disappear off the face of the planet - not just avoiding me, in two of the cases, but actually fucking off from EVERYTHING and EVERYONE in their lives. I’ve had two guys sleep with my ‘best friend’ (though to be fair one of them is up for speculation, it’s just what I believe), one of whom PRETENDED TO BE DYING OF CANCER whilst we were seeing one another. Used to be involved with me? Probably a drug addict now. Or a drug dealer - oh yeah, finding out someone is a drug dealer three months into seeing them is awesome too. One guy moved to Tasmania with less than 24 hours’ notice. One guy submitted me to IsAnyoneUp.

The list goes on and on and on and on and on.

& the current object of my affections wonders why I have trust issues.

9:35 pm  •  20 May 2012  •  2 notes

I didn’t wanna go to uni today, but have done so anyway. 

I spent the whole weekend (well from about 4pm Saturday onwards) lying in bed doing nothing at all; I only got out of bed to make cups of tea and occasionally shower - and I’m okay with that. After this week I don’t really have uni until August, because all my assessments are over and I only have one exam, so I’m not really sure what I’ll do with myself for those couple of months. I like to think I’ll either get a job & be productive, or spend the entire winter taking photographs and working on my novel… But I’m probably just going to watch constant reruns of Dexter. Oh well, it’ll be cold.

In other news, two of my housemates broke up on the weekend. I think Luke will be the one to move out, but I’m not really sure how that’s going to impact on the rest of the household and it’s bothering me quite a lot. I like the dynamic we’ve got going on, and the thought of changing that bugs me.

I have a lot more thoughts and feelings but I don’t know how to collect them right now so I’m just going to go to my assignment.

8:51 pm  •  20 May 2012

Anonymous asked: You used to be funny. Now you're just weird. =/

No, I’ve always been weird. 

8:40 pm  •  20 May 2012

Anonymous asked: The post about girls who don't want to eat before sex... um. There's absolutely no reason to call somebody names just because she prefers not to eat right before sex. It certainly isn't a reason to imply any level of mental disease. Sure if someone consistently denies herself sex that she wants to have just because she's had a bite to eat, that's a problem. Sex drive can go way down for some people, after eating heavily enough. There's nothing wrong with that. Doesn't happen to you? Have a medal

Thankyou, I have been meaning to add to my medal collection.

8:37 pm  •  20 May 2012  •  1 note

I’m going to start doing those silly 30 day challenges on here, because I have one sitting in the drafts of this blog - must have been from months ago but it’s still kinda interesting, to me at least.

Something I’ve always wanted to do is go skydiving, I think that would be 100% amazing. I love roller coasters and paragliding and I went bungee jumping once and loved that, so I think the freedom involved in actually jumping the fuck out of a plane would be the next logical step in my sky-related thrill seeking adventures.

I also think it would give me a lot of writing inspiration; all that adrenaline.

Other shit I’ve always wanted to do includes getting married in Vegas; owning a white persian cat; going back to England for a while; plus a whole lot of other shit that’s on my bucket list. I’ll complete it all one of these days, I’m determined.

12:30 pm  •  19 May 2012  •  1 note

vicnasty:

I keep seeing all these tumblr gifs that girls post about wanting a guy to cuddle an eat shitty food and fuck. Just to set the record straight. No girl wants to eat food and then fuck. We purposely don’t eat for hours before we think we might get laid to insure maximum skinyness feeling. When you are bloated after eating. The last thing you wanna do is fuck. Or even be near a guy for that matter

Oh my god this is the biggest pile of shit I’ve ever had the misfortune of reading. Jesus fuck me in the ass with a spanner. Oi, straight up, I’ll eat a pizza then fuck a bloke if I’m horny enough, idgaf.

Know what’s more embarrassing than looking a tiny bit bloated? Being a prissy pseudo-anorexic fucker who has shitty sex because she’s too busy thinking about the food she’s denying herself because she’s too fucking insecure.

If I’m fucking a dude he’s signing up for ALL of me. Including post-donut me. Fuck I want a taco.

8:39 am  •  19 May 2012  •  21 notes