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I'm starting college (again) in september to study English Language, Philosophy and Ethics and World Development. Hoping to study Creative Writing in London in 2014, far far far away from the country. I've seen too much grass to last me a lifetime.
I have an addiction to shopping, I'm pretty close to opening up my own H&M and Boots at my house. I also have a horrible addiction to smoking. And pizza, lots and lots of pizza.
I am quite cynical about my life. I will never see a wedding dress. In fact, I'm looking into bungalows and cat shelters as we speak.
I'm scarily open about everything and anything. Even to people I don't even know.
I make terrible jokes, so terrible people laugh anyway. I am messy, unorganised, smiley, vain. I talk way too much.
I swear a lot. F'k is my favourite word. I am posh. I am addicted to ketchup. I have ketchup on my pancakes.
I don't drink. Rarely. When I do I am an embarrassment to myself. Slutty is the word.
Dates really aren't my thing. Every single one of them ends in disaster. But if you want to prove me wrong, then hey, why not?
I don't mind distance, in fact I actually prefer it.
I don't want an 'I love you so much bby' kind of relationship. I also don't want casual sex.
So if you think you can handle me and you want my body.
Take it away, hunny.