November 2011
45 posts
My Dad.
My dad is a world renowned sweetheart. Perhaps not ‘world renowned’, but certainly honored amongst my friends. It could be because at the end of each text he sends me he signs off with: “luv farv xx”; is it the endearing and deliberate misspelling of the word father? Or the fact that he expresses his love in such a captivating way, which can only be illustrated through the...
It is the windiest night there ever was.
you know, if i met a werewolf, my first question would be, can you talk to dogs, and henceforth other animals?
also, how do you afford to keep replacing clothes?
WHY DOES MY INTERNET ONLY WORK ON ONE SIDE OF THE BED?
It’s probably psychological…
Maybe it’s a kind of depression.
shittiest mood ever. NOT EVEN ARMY BOYS PLAYING FOOTY OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ARE BRINGING ME THE USUAL JOY AND SEDUCTION.
I’ve even started drawing pictures of scared/sad cats. why.
I know that bill is easily distracted
but watching tv when I was having sex with him…really? I’m not that forgiving.
In fact, I’m PISSED OFF.
"Last week he ate balls for breakfast lunch and...
Luvvin dog borstal at actual army barracks.
My queue rn.
