when there’s a fire, don’t forget to stop, drop and pop it, lock it, polka dot it, country-fy it and hip-hop it
Do you know who I’m most worried about? It’s not my parents, and it’s not the lads at college. It’s Finn. We’ve been mates since primary. We’ve had sleepovers, we’ve topped and tailed in the same bed. When he finds out, I don’t want him thinking back to them times and getting the wrong idea. He’s my mate, you know?
what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves
sometimes I get caught up in the fact that I am in love and we are in love and that this is someone I wouldn’t mind waking up to every morning of the rest of my life, despite the messy hair and morning breath. this isn’t someone I would mind watching movies with at midnight and playing violent video games with even though I am awful at them. this is someone I need to spend my forever with, and that just blows my mind.
sleep is for the people without internet access