I think we are soon to break up. He doesn't know if he loves me. I make him unhappy. It was the worst few hours of my life, sitting in my car in the cold with him, watching the windows fog up. Worse than being cheated on. Worse than things dying. Him telling me all his grievances, why don't I just let him break up with me? Why do I beg? How many ( Read more... )

Wow. Empire waistline + high heels = the illusion that Amelia actually has legs. I am amazed.

When I spend too much time around a certain person, I seem to always end up using their turns of phrases and even picking up on some of their physical mannerisms ( Read more... )

There are just too many things you can do with shredded paper ( Read more... )

I am officially enrolled at uni and involved in the logistics of moving all my shit to Launceston.

YES. I am so excited. And overjoyed. And I don't really want a boyfriend, but I think I'll probably end up with one anyway. One... or two.

everybody wake up, it's time to get down says ( Read more... )

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God, I am such an INTP. sucksssssss

Well, that could have been worse. He could have threatened suicide more than once.

Fucking hard.

I just rubbed my nose and had the privilege of watching a shower of dead skin flakes fall into my lap.

I just adore sunburn.

Who says crash diets aren't fun? At the rate I'm going I may as well just get an intravenous drip to take the coffee and cheap wine directly into my bloodstream.

Your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies.