Sooner or later in life, the things you love you lose.

You girls do make me laugh :')






My stomach hurts so much. I have this sick feeling in the pit of it.
funtimes.

I have When It Rains-Paramore in my head. It's been there allll dayyyy.
I can't wait for a hot day to scream the lyrics at joggers.



I realised I haven't blogged much this week. I haven't had the time.
That will explain the short-ness of them.


I really want to know if you'd actually say everything you've ever thought of me if I was standing in front of you. Like exactly opposite your face. Close enough for you to feel my breath.
Perhaps I should stop being so curious.


Go away headache. Please?

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