Me and my sister spent about five minutes yesterday trying to explain to my Dad what brownies were. He seemed so baffled by the concept and is convinced that he has never had them. He’s 66, how does that even happen?
I can’t live like this.
I wish you could blacklist things and stop them from appearing in your dreams in the same way as you can stop them from coming up on your dashboard.
Been feeling really unwell today, my throat feels like I’ve swallowed a load of sandpaper or something. Still feeling a bit dizzy too, but I have no idea why.
Going to be leaving this Tumblr and starting another one soon. So yeah, if you want to know what the new one is let me know or something.
I think it might be time to leave this Tumblr behind.
CV writing is such a pain in the arse.
Time machine please. Thanks.