When you’re at a guys place, they get called into work early so you’re left at their place by yourself… and so you end up tidying and cleaning. 🙈😂😂😂
• Rachel • 23 • bisexual • Sagittarius • INFP • Robron, Nichorello and Klaroline trash •
When you’re at a guys place, they get called into work early so you’re left at their place by yourself… and so you end up tidying and cleaning. 🙈😂😂😂
This is the longest I’ve gone without binging/purging in, quite literally, a year - and I know it’s because he’s given me hope. He’s giving me a reason to want to get better (and I know that’s bad because I should want to get better for me; but that’s never worked before, so I’m going to hold onto this for however long it lasts and deal with that bridge when I get to it). He’s making me happy and giddy and he’s come at me from out of the blue with the velocity of a full-speed train. I’m going to savour this.
It’s finally sinking in that this time we’ve broken up for good and, I swear to god, I’m about to burst into tears at any second despite the fact I’m in public. I’m honestly about to erupt like an emotional volcano and I don’t know what to do.
Drinking is such a bad idea right now because I’m just going to get emotional and go crawling back to the man whose proposal I turned down - and I don’t want to lead him on or mess him around, I want to give him some space and take some for myself but it’s already so messy and complicated and he’s my best friend and I miss him and I need him. Ffs, maybe I would be happy with him? Maybe I should have said yes? Maybe it’s alright to settle when your ‘comfortable’ … because I just want my best friend back, and I know he would treat me well. Maybe I’m expecting too much?
Ugh, I don’t know.
drunk me is an arsehole and she makes terrible decisions.
Mum: ‘Rachel, come in here. Tell me where I’ve seen that jacket before, it’s so familiar.’
Me: *takes one look* 'Oh my god, it’s Chrissie’s from Emmerdale.’
Mum: ‘Rachel, come in here. Tell me where I’ve seen that jacket before, it’s so familiar.’
Me: *takes one look* 'Oh my god, it’s Chrissie’s from Emmerdale.’
Mum: ‘Rachel, come in here. Tell me where I’ve seen that jacket before, it’s so familiar.’
Me: *takes one look* 'Oh my god, it’s Chrissie’s from Emmerdale.’
My new daily mantra: I don’t need his attention to feel good about myself anymore.
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