This is Louis, we’re watching him for the next few days. I’m already in love with this wee suspicious face. He always looks slightly perplexed and it’s perfect ❤️
No explanation needed.
We leave for London tonight at 11.40pm so we’ve spent the day doing absolutely nothing at all. Gonna get dinner at my folks house before heading for our bus.
My birthday week is off to a great great great start!
Hayfever, fuck off. It’s always worse if it’s been raining after a sunny day. Dying 💀 Bring back winter.
My least favorite thing is straight men who come into lush and act like it’s a direct attack on their manhood coming up to me like “I’m in here for my girlfriend” ok thanks for confirming your heterosexuality everyone who likes soap is usually gay
This is a stray cat that wanders our neighbourhood, she drops by every couple of weeks and she’s just the most adorable and affectionate thing on the planet. I know I pretend I’m not a cat fan, but I’m a massive softy at heart and I’d happily love any animal. I’ve named her McGonagall just in case no one has ever gave her a name before 💕 (I’m now covered in cat hair before going to work but I don’t care, she’s worth it).
I’m genuinely terrified to ask for help because I know it always ends in either me being put on yet more medication or in me absolutely detesting myself. Either option is horrid and unwanted so I’ve started to just not even bother.
And talking to people I know is worse because then there’s always a risk of pity, or indifference and I don’t know what’s worse. I’m really sad tonight, sorry for being such a grump on here.
I’m having my second nose bleed in the space of two days. I never get nose bleeds. The only time I’ve had them before is when I was so stressed out about everything that my hair was falling out/I was constantly throwing up/I ended up really ill.
I’m so unhappy and feel so sucky and horrid right now. I feel like I’m stuck in a rut but I like the rut I’m stuck with but it’s all just too much all the time and it’s making me hate myself way more than I usually do.
I’m being cryptic, I know, I just don’t want to offend anyone or say anything too extreme. I’m just feeling awful. I need a dog to go for a walk with and someone to feed me ice cream and pat my back.
I was feeling great and really positive this morning but I’ve been (literally) pushed back to reality and hating everything, especially myself. Fan-fucking-tactic.