fs

1) “Did you figure out how to put a background on your tumblr layout?”

Noo I haven’t tried since the other day, but I think I will just leave it white, I quite like it:)

2) “when can i try out those blowjob lips?”

Charming. Never.

3) “ugly bitch.

foundation on lips makes you look fucking awful.
your fat and just disgusting to be honest”

Thank you VERY much for your input, it is very much appreciated and I will take what you say on board, because your opinion obviously means the most to me. Look, as I’ve said various times before, I don’t give a shit if you insult me, I do not care for people who throw insults around online because they’re too scared to tell me to my face, of even tell me who said it. They have to rely on a stupid online anonymous website to tell me what they really think. Pathetic really, but each to their own. Oh and just so you know, I also despise foundation lips. I’m sorry I took ONE WHOLE PHOTO with a bit of foundation on there just after I put on my make up in a morning. Grow up please, thank you.

4) “cutest tumblr boysss?”

There is only a few but I’m not naming namesss!

Fuck you cervical cancer jab

I got the jab yesterday, after a very embarrassing experience of having to get half naked and sit under the stairs whilst the woman jabbed the needle into my arm. All because I was wearing a stupid long sleeve shirt:( After it I felt a little light headed, but I didn’t vomit, faint or black out, like I have done for every injection I’ve ever had! Today however is a different story. It started last night as I was trying to sleep, I woke up in absolute agony as my arm was pounding. This carried on throughout the day as I cradled my arm so that people would stop shoving into me and playfully slapping me on the arm and then saying OH GOD SORRY and hugging me, making the experience even worse and so much more painful. I got extremely pissed off today, mainly due to this. It is still hurting now, has swollen up, and I cannot lift it above a certain height. What even is life.

Hi

I have just got in from a ‘quiet drink’ with Emily Plant. Meaning a few at wetherspoons and then a bus home. Turns out, we got drunk from a couple of Lucky beers at spoons, moved on to bar rouge, bought many cheap drinks and ‘special shots’ & also where we might have got lucky with a couple of jobs:)! and then attended the worst 6th form party for around 30 seconds. I am now sitting in bed wondering why I am on the computer, seeing as though I have to be up for college in around seven hours. I love vodka redbull. Nightttt:) XO

I don't think you're beautiful, I think you're beyond it.

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