18 year old living in the Midlands, currently stumbling through my life.
My tastes in men are always either cute dimpled dorks or rugged stubbled pieces of manflesh there is no inbetween.
this better not become a popular text post
if you play with my hair youre going to get kissed so dont do that
I’m torn between:
1) Being a responsible adult who is committed to my moral compass, future career and prospects
2) Being a complete bitch with blood red lips who will be 100000% more fabulous than you all.
When in reality, I’m just a fat, emotional train wreck.