i like being a more confident version of myself.
getting back into Tumblr. Looked over old posts and realised what a bellend I am, so if you followed me then (or follow me now) thanks for putting up with me.
Im stressed out. Need to party. Need to drink. Need to smoke. Need to shop. Need money.
Ignoring takes effort
the awkward moment when you realise you don’t actually like most the people you’re going on holiday with
Last ever day of sixth form after 12 years should be an amazing day full of celebration, and more importantly alcohol.
However I will walk into my first day of school and do a year 12 exam. I will then proceed to pretend I will never be back, knowing that I am probably going to fail and have to finish my AS subjects which I am repeating as I wont get into uni.
THEN when all my friends are out clubbing and drinking as 18 year olds I wont have anything to do, as my only viable option of ID probably wont work. I dont know what to do.
Wish things could be simple for once.