I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
filthy little archaeology girl. 20, UoN. The name's Louise
Let me play the fool, with mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, let my liver rather heat with wine than my heart cool with mortifying groans
last exam in 2 and a quarter hours.
LAST EXAM
LASIORTJE EXMANS!!!:@:@£L::@!
Not revised, but meh. Doing a little now so I’m feeling okay about it :)
HEY GUYS. I’m not dead, just sad.
Apologies for my disappearance, I banned myself so I didn’t go loco looking at romantic imagery and coupley shit. Because HELL NAW I can’t cope with it, it makes me really sad. But sometimes you gotta put on your big girl pants and try get on with your life, right?
Also I had a dissertation to write. But that was secondary to the other thing.
HIIIII GUYS I MISSED YOUUUU.
Sat in the car outside my house. Good to know that the WiFi reaches this far. I can sit and watch porn in the car in peace if needs be.
Your dress… It’s my dress?
IT’S A CONSPIRACY. This is a medium and looks like I sprayed it on.
What the fuck, t-shirt companies?!
Also you look slammin’, as per.
According to Cia I look like Biebs. I’ll take that, though I’m arguably a little sharper cheekboned and more rugged ;)
LOOK HANNAH I’m wearing a bunch of your segmented babiez 8)
Apparently “I would cuddle you so hard”! So pleased this has arrived. I’m going to live in this and my trackies forever.
