£7.50 marzipan

some of the strangest people on this planet are those who will join you in saying fuck donald trump but get twitchy when you say fuck nigel farage. especially when they're brits

staring at my calendar like (long dreamy sigh) less than 2 weeks until i get paid

i know it technically isn't officially starting until june 15th, but i do hate transfer window season with a passion. especially the summer one. not only do i not get to watch my football club play, but my club puts me in the torture labyrinth for 4 months. and because i support villa it’s usually just useless anxiety for 3 and a half months and then active torture for 15 days straight at the end

moderately sleep deprived and i just got scared as hell because i couldn't see anything before realising my eyes were closed

lots of problems in my life right now but i have a small army of three women in their 30s and 40s who would kill a man for me and that's all that matters

driving through rural england listening to sad country music. Which is something that makes me feel like I need to be institutionalised.

in a hotel in norwich with my boyfriend. and still managing to sit awkwardly in the corner of the room and post about welcome to night vale