I’ve played with chemicals during hours today and I just realised on my way back home that I forgot to wash my fucking hands WHILE scraching my eye because allergies and now it feels really itchy but I don’t now if it’s just because of the pollen or the chemicals arhhhh I want to throw wather at my face I’m totally going to be blind from one eye in 5 minutes.
There’s more porn blogs following me now than One direction ones and it makes me incredibly happy.
Can’t stop smiling
Come over. I want to cuddle.
I can’t do nothing about it. I guess I just have to keep my mouth shut. I don’t know. I don’t fucking know. I want to talk to someone. Secrets are killing me. But I can’t because they wouldn’t understand.
When you don’t text me back immediately, I freak out. I think your dead. I think about your funerals and shit like that.
Will you ever go? Will you ever do it? It’s been months now and we are just turning around.
I’m tired. I’m happy but tired.
It’s hot outside, today. It’s nice.