I’m way too punk rock for this shit
jon you don’t actually understand howlegitimately happy I am about this
alright maybe you do, you’ve seen me in hysteria
I just realised that I have a friendship entirely founded on the word ‘macaroni’
that is beautiful, that right there
I can’t deal with my life right now
I feel really androgynous today and this is a look I like on everyone except myself so this kind of sucks
KATY I FORGOT YOU FOLLOWED THIS
I should probably not use my dog as a pillow, but in my defence, it’s not like she objected to it
oddly enough I think that’s one of the only pictures of me I like.
so now legitimate sleepshots of me exist
that’s scary considering how little I do it generally
casey came in this morning to say goodbye and found me sleeping on dizzy and (in his usual fashion) took pictures before waking me up
and he’s moving to manchester and I’ll probably never see him again, despite being able to visit manchester fairly often, because we sort of promised that that’s how things would end up, and that when I stopped therapy I’d also not really see him anymore either, so that’s cool
