Oh my..
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Oh my..
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I laughed for literally twenty minutes.
hey DEL LOOK I FOUND IT AGAIN
FUCCCCKKKK
IT IS AN INFANT
Well it is!
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Oooooooh you joker.
why are you on facebook if you’ve just had a baby?
Okay, so an art exam isn’t particularly strenuous, but I’ve still be in an exam literally all day, still been worrying and under exam stress. So is it really too much to ask to just come home, sit on my sofa and relax? But no, my ‘dad’ has decided to come round, as per fucking usual, even though Annie isn’t here and neither was Tom. So why are you here?! You ‘want to see your kids’ yet all you ever do is come round, sit on our sofa, drink our tea and read our newspaper. You don’t live here! If you wanted to see and spend time with your children, do something productive with them! Take Tom out for dinner, take Annie to the park. Coming round every evening and siting on the sofa does not make you a good father. In fact you would be a better one if you got out of our hair. So just as I hope he will leave because his kids aren’t here (I’ve never counted) Tom comes home. But not just Tom, of course, he’s brought a friend, and they’ve both say next to me on the sofa. Am I just really anti social? I just want to sit quietly on the sofa, drink my tea and relax. I don’t want all these people in my space, ruining my zen and being loud. So now I’m in my room feeling like I can’t even relax in my own home.
JUST GO AWAY.
I am really, really frustrated. I don’t even know why. I’m super fed up and on edge, andfrustratedjust sums it all up nicely. I feel like I want to do something. I have spent all week wanting to do nothing and now I am… I’m bored. I can’t get in to any games, I have no real inspiration to write even though I desperately want to, and I can’t even be bothered to talk to Sam. It was all just small talk and all felt pointless.
Gahhhhhh.
No.