One day I want somebody to write me a letter. A letter with everything they ever felt for me and everything they loved about me and everything they could never tell me.

I want someone to write me a letter telling me that they love me from the bottom of their heart and back.

why can’t you trust people who smoke weed? My dad does, I trust him. My boy does, I trust him. A lot of my friends do, I trust them. There is one kid who does and I wouldn’t trust him as far as a could throw him.. In fact I trust him less; but that’s because he is a spineless, bollockless, heartless cunt it’s not because he smokes.

Now some people may say that feeling nothing is a beautiful feeling. To actually feel nothing at all is indescribably horrifying. Feeling nothing was the most terrifying period of my life. In no way on earth is it a beautiful feeling. How terrible it is to be completely and utterly numb. I anathematized every minute of it.

To be honest if you took away the fake tan, the layers of thick makeup, the ratty hair extensions, the drawn on eyebrows, the ‘cool’ clothes and the hugely expensive cameras I bet 95% of these ‘tumblr’ girls are average as fuck

I found out today that I have the caner gene, to be specific I have the BRCA2 gene, it is a mutation in the my gene which means I am more likely to develop breast and ovarian cancer. The average woman has about a 12% chance of developing breast cancer, I  have an 80% chance of developing it. The average woman has a 3% chance of developing ovarian cancer, I have a 30% chance. That’s a lot, that’s a hell of lot.

i’m home alone in my onesie watching disny films and eating jaffa cakes. beautiful 

We just went to look at a house to rent and it has a bedroom in the attic.. I want this attic bedroom mainly because I want to have violently loud sex without my parents hearing.. It would be okay is I was joking but I’m really not.

I had a tachycardic heart beat this morning.. From what I’ve heard that’s quite dangerous..   Fuck yeah.

the even slight possibility of having to have a double mastectomy is terrifying.

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end.