why is my life not an episode of skins
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if you follow me i will have sex with you at least once and that is a fact
the problem is, I want to be having sex and eating food at the same time and it just doesn’t work so what’s the point in living
if someone would like to explain to me why I tend to get emotionally attached to fictional characters to the point where I feel physically ill with feelings, feel free to drop me an ask.
I would tag it as nickelback, but no one searches that shit.
ignore the parts where I look like a fatty and admire le black thing.
also, I tried to curl my hair for tonight LOLOLOLOL
but really, slytherin scores.
life would be perfect if I,
- got paid for sex
- had a sugar bowl full of cocaine on my bedside table
- got free comics from Pulp Fiction from Peter, because I’m so in
- lost another 5 kilos
- stopped spending my money on all these things and actually saved up for new pewter doc martens
- got paid for sex in cash/drugs/comics
- stop leaving my assignments to the last minute..like the one I have due tomorrow
- was having sex right now
- with Draco Malfoy
- while the Weasley twins watch
now I know how joan of arc felt as the flames rose to her roman nose and her discman started to melt
hunger hurts, starving doesn’t work very well.
seriously life, why are you fucking me.
contemplating making another tumblr to vent, without people I actually know to judge me, but fuck that effort, it’s too much for something that doesn’t even matter.





