sigur rós are so beautiful when i see them in march i’m just going to get drunk off gin and wine and probably cry because they are so lovely
I was supposed to stay in tonight and watch my ten year old brother with my sister but I ended going out to the cinema and even though the film was at like twenty past five I stayed out drinking for hours and ended up getting the last train home because I sat at a bar drinking gin and tonics all night and now I feel really, really bad for leaving my sister alone and anyway the moral of the story is that solace can be found in gin and it’s the only thing to turn to when you’re feeling sad.
Black coffee is my saviour.
I’m 18 today.
Essentially, I can now do what I’ve been doing all summer
but without the embarrassment of having to ask other people to buy me bottles of gin all the time.
It’s going to be good.
i haven’t been able to find my tweezers for days and it’s my first day of university tomorrow and sporting the frida kahlo is not a good look for me o dear
I love painting my nails when I don’t have work. It feels so girly.
Today I went to visit my dad and I got lost and ended up in a psychiatric hospital.
I’d just like to make it known to Ryan Gosling that I would most definitely be dtf.