I get really bewildered when people recognize me from school because I do actually feel like an different person, there’s just some memories and facial features which happen to overlap and sometimes I feel like saying to them ‘I’m not her, I just wear her face,’ and then realise how creepy that sounded.
I got a tentative offer from someone today to possibly take me to the cat cafe in London when it opens, let me now bug them about this repeatedly and constantly and never drop it for the rest of my days until I’m sat surrounded by cats and cakes and hopefully cat shaped cakes.
And I had such high hopes of being productive today. I am excited!
My grandparents saw a selfie I had taken while I was scrolling and asked for a print-out to have it framed and I suddenly wanted to cry in the embarrassingly snorty and snotty welcome-to-my-crazed-hormones-you-will-not-enjoy-your-stay kind of way.
It makes me feel so happy-sad when I read other’s text posts and they’re beautiful posts by beautiful people. They feel like masterpieces and the words flow so well and they choose the right word so perfectly and I still feel like I’m trying to write my first sentence.
Special belated Christmas present from special friends feat. girl who really needs a haircut.
I think I’ll probably watch a film of any level of quality as long as the Rock’s in it.
tyrian-purpleguy replied to your photoset “ Anyone fancy a pair of these cat tights? I got ‘em for Christmas,…”
My wife might, and I know my Euro ladyfriends would adore them!
Send me a message or something if you’d like ‘em!
Anyone fancy a pair of these cat tights? I got ‘em for Christmas, tried them on and they didn’t fit and then I got super sad about it and only remembered about them now. They are lovely, labelled as a size small/medium but they’re quite a small fit. They’ve literally only been out of the package for me to try on and are all shiny and new. If anyone would like them just chuck me t’postage on paypal or summat and they can be yours!