July 2011
I'm going to meet Jordan at Spoons
I’m 90% sure I’ll come back drunk so leave some stuff in my ask!
Why am I only confident when I'm wasted?
I feel a bit confused.
I'm in some slob clothes and I look nothing like myself.
Awake too early
I have an urge to write so later I’m gonna do the dialogue for my playwriting module next term.
I am excite. But first, sleeping more.
“I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not”
—Kurt Cobain (via young-once-immature-forever)
I think I'm going to get my duvet.
And order some junk food.
And take off my shorts and tights. Yeeeeeeeah.
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48 hour bender this time? we’ll fuck some shit up. mainly our own shit. and by shit, i mean lives. and by lives, i mean livers.
Hells yeah!