February 2012
No hangover
Whatsoever.
Which means watching the rugby with the lads and a few more cheeky drinks!
Come on England!!
About
14 double jd and cokes down and im far from drunk…
Hmmm white russians?
Im a classy, yet expensive date… and on top of that i hardly ever put out.
Why
Are people constantly stroking my head where i shaved it?!
I'm going to...
Dress slutty and go out and get drunk (hopefully, it takes a lot to sink this fine ass ship) and tumblr.
Things will probably get very weird and awkward by the morning.
I hope.
supercorri:
i hate when I can’t sleep and i’m up late because all my terrible feelings emerge.
Most of the time its food related, not gonna lie.
Note to self
Don’t bother with most people.
99% are complete arseholes.
I’m forever thankful for that one percent that isn’t.
