disparatre asked: i am your lover though, the lady on the bus picked it
Helen: you smell nice this morning
Me: thanks, I just sprayed myself with passion pop
Me: I mean perfume!
Helen: okay, baby
Hassan: if you come with me this weekend you can be choose the music in the car and I'll let you pick my tie
Me: I don't want want to do any of that
Hassan: Seriously, Maryanne, all of that
disparatre asked: you're one of the headliners for big day out y/y ?
youreyeshavealittlegreeninthem: I love when the guy i’ve been trying to get over for like 2 years semi-drunkenly calls me and insists on visiting me, in the middle of a wednesday night. i actually do though…. i hadnt even seen him in person before then….god bless honest drunks and he talked me into giving him a second chance…and was like ‘as of now we’re dating…if thats cool..’ typical him...
Today at work my boss made me read a passage out loud from the book she is currently reading, about a 9 year old boy being pulled under a train and having both his legs severed. I hated it.
AH FUCK THERE IS COUGH SYRUP ALL THROUGH MY BEDSHEETS JGDLGDFKJG FUCK YOU DURO TUSS WHAT THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO I WANT TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW* AND UGH IT IS JUST A STICKY PEACH FLAVOURED MESS WHATEVER I’LL SLEEP AROUND IT
My mother has applied to become a foster parent. What a fucking joke.
I am so sick of people being stupid. I’m sick of being a nice person if all it’s going to get me is being lied to or treated badly or forgotten. I wish I didn’t understand what was happening, sometimes I wish I was stupid so badly. Then I wouldn’t know that I had dumb friends or a shitty job or an overall sucky life, I would just be like EVERYTHING IS AWESOME and I’d...
Look, he’s a really nice guy! Except he’s 32. And fuckin’...– Kimberley really knows how to sell ‘em.