I love being away from lincoln more than anything. This week has been just what I needed and it’ll end on a high I’m going to a beer festival Saturday with my family including aunties and uncles and cousins and whatnot. But the best feeling is knowing I’m only going back to lincoln for 10 short weeks and that is it that disgusting chapter is done.
But I get to keep Olivia out of that chapter so that’s fucking cool.
father’s day postsecret’s are too hard.
after complaining about hating the thought of taking pictures of my face anymore I went and gon’ dun’ one
why can I never devote my full attention to darjeeling limited why do I have to day dream the whole way through about writing something amazing and Jason Schwartzman finding it and falling for me over whisky and cheap perfume. glad I watched it over and over so I know what is going on before my vagina got crazypants. wes why do you do the things you do to me.
I just got a phone call from Ian telling me glassjaw are playing sonisphere which is news enough and then he said they’re playing worship and tribute in it’s entirety and so for the past 15 minutes I’ve been sobbing and howling and bawling because I can’t take it and my housemaid is being cunt and saying things like “I don’t understand it’s just a band I thought someone had died the way you’re going on” and I really don’t care what she thinks but I need someone to understand how much this means to me and be emotional and help me even fathom this information and I need to stop crying I just can’t
Daryl keeps making strange little sneezing noises that seem to shock him and it’s scaring me! But he’s still the cutest fucking hamster there ever was.
