I'm riveted by this modern sex, so hard and shiny and fluid-free and violent.
I have dreams, I have secrets, and I have scars. Just like everyone else.
drugs & sex & alcohol & clothes
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Oh, life.
Been back at uni for 3 weeks and already had sex with 7 different people. What’s wrong with me?
I had
sex on a ping pong table last night, lol. And I lost my knickers. Bad times.
I haven’t
stopped thinking about him. He made me so happy. I thought he was going to ask me out on our camping trip next week. Turns out he’s got a girlfriend. Who does that?
“It’s not even a riot - it’s showing the people we can do what we want.”
It’s making me feel sick.
Still proud to be British though, seeing all those men guarding their temple. And the British people fighting back trying to stop the scum bags. Still feel like the government played it all wrong.
