The junkie in me.

We both know it is simply wrong for a professional therapist.

(via vikivandalist)

Instagraming the shit out of my face.
IT’S FUN.

Look like I’ve crawled out of bed and died. Gonna jump in the bath. Read a maths textbook and drink more ‘cause I can.
Merry fucking christmas.

I’VE GOT SO MANY BOOKS TO READ! Also to add to the pile is JC’s autobiography and the rest of the ‘girl with the dragon tattoo’ series. PM and GWTDT are the first on my list to read.
Bit miffed I didn’t get 1984 as I’ve got a PDF but don’t like reading on the iPhone. Might therefore invest in a kindle, kinda on the edge.
I’m very drunk and rambling.
Moving into a flat at the end of January. With a guy I met at work. 2 bedroom ofcourse *winkface*. Its either going to end really well or really badly cause I’m messy as fuck, like to play weird music and eat weird food. Also like long hot showers and to walk around in my underwear. Hmmmmmm.
It’s semi near to town centre so it means I can walk to work and I’ll be out a lot more from now on I guess. Very excitable!!
And DSA rebooked my failed driving test to the 3rd of Jan.
This is boring & idk why I’m writing this.
Merry Fucking Christmas.

You know you’ve pissed off your driving examiner before you start when they ask if they can call you Alice and you respond with ‘well what else would you call me’
I think that’s an auto fail.

Feel like I need to get on the treadmill and run like a motherfucker. I’m starving but I don’t have a fucking clue what I want to eat. 

I need to clean my room, I need to sort out what I’m wearing for work tomorrow. And I need to look presentable tomorrow which will be a challenge.

Actually can’t wait till payday.

Think this is all I have to say tonight. 

Hopefully the last train ride for a while. I’m a hungover mess & I’ve got a driving lesson in a couple of hours FML