We’re Cloudbusting, Daddy!

Just learned I can get a disabled railcard (at least once I get NHS instead of HSE hearing aids) god bless god bless. Set for life.

Every time I walk around north London I get so angry because it’s so beautiful and it’s so not for people like me. Like nope sorry, excluded, go move to Croydon.

I’m so behind my peers on life milestones that I’m only doing the renting in house shares and living in London thing now and my friends are now old enough that they’re approaching that moving back to their hometown and buying a house there thing

someone giving me a condescending “I’ve been on tumblr for 15 years” in person (I’m visibly at least ten years younger than them) and I’m a bit like yeah okay, me too

Me, in June, dressing like I’m prepping to go out in winter, even though it is 20°C today, but that’s too cold for me.

I HEARD YOUR HEARTS DANCING

My friend’s inability to reply to any text is driving me insane. Are we getting brunch tomorrow like we mentioned two weeks ago? Who knows she hasn’t replied to any of my requests for information.