my current assignment for uni requires me reading, RUSSH, Oyster and Vogue… not a bad assignment! 

fuck different types of love.

if i had to describe myself in a word it would be self-destructive

i’m in one of those self loathing moods where you feel very self destructive

i keep expecting to wake up and feel like i use to, it’s kind of strange not being so sad

i think i want to get a nipple piercing

hell would probably be fun if you could do fun things like sex before marriage, getting intoxicated and smoke… i’m not sure if heaven would let you do those things. 

they say, that ex’s that can remain friends were either never in love or still in love… 

it just sucks when your heart and your mind do different things and you end up acting and feeling like a dick