on everything! including tumblr. but i guess that’s what you get for getting involved with a 24HOUR TOUCH RUGBY MATCH! my whole body is aching. never again. 24 hours of my life wasted to rugby … sigh.

i’m never drinking again

Does the woman on the tube want to stop staring me the fuck down? Pfft

Just left the house and not sure if I can pull off the brown leather jacket I’m wearing :/

Maybe they’re dropping to their knees because i’m dropping my “Ts”
She had me when she said “Ell,
you know my legs spread well,
at school i weren’t a prefect but they called me the head girl.”

i work to dirty rap. lols.

student loan has entered the bank account.

trying to fit as many rich tea biscuits into our mouths as physically possible. brb, spitting crumbs all ovaaa the bed.