Last night my friend offered to lend me his motorcycle for 2 months over summer while he’s away and I’m equal amounts excited and terrified. But I totally believe in my ability to become a bonafide biker babe
I often think that life would be so much easier if I took my own advice sometimes.
My decision about this weekend could either be really awesome or really terrible. Ugh my stomach is a bunch of nervous butterflies already.
I finished work early today. I am drinking cider and eating avocado on toast. If I was also having sex right now I reckon I could die happy
16 hour day today, starting at midday after finishing at 4am. I am sitting on the floor out the back, hiding from everyone, eating jellybeans. I don’t think I could be more fucked off if I tried. Fuck this shit.
Meaningless sex with someone you have little to no feelings for ain’t quite like it used to be.