coming home cheery for once and being brought down with more depression.
they try so hard though
life’s hardly fair.
coming home cheery for once and being brought down with more depression.
they try so hard though
life’s hardly fair.
im in so much trouble and everything pretty much sucks on top of that and my house is a prison and my mum, sister and brother are prisoners with me and nobody really remembers what it feels like to be happy so why are we all still living this way? I just wanna take something to numb myself but I can’t really stand hurting my mum any more.
me…standing in some place somewhere…probably drunk or buzzing.
My chain hits my chest
When I’m banging on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I’m banging on the radio
I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose
fire away, fire away
ricochet, you take your aim
fire away, fire away
you shoot me down, but I won’t fall
I am titanium
i am drowning in this hoody.
apparently i need to stop trying to read people. without even saying anything i was told this today. stop trying to read people with my eyes. and then i sense that frustration and hostility emanating from them when they tell me this and it’s all happening again for like the 4th time in the space of a year. so before i fuck it up completely this time, i just silently walk out and take my offensively cryptic eyes with me.
i am drowning in mortal thoughts.
since I’ve been to a Crystal Castles gig.
Serious withdrawal symptoms. When are they coming back to London? for my sanity
I dunno what to say except Holy Fucking Wow. That was a new years I’ll never forget.
What are the odds of me getting on a packed train and out of every train and every carriage on the London Underground, he gets on and happens to sit next to me? We didn’t even recognise each other at first since I haven’t seen him in over a week and have only seen him twice but it was quite surreal even so and I’m not gonna lie; it made my night. He asked where I was going and then paused, took my hand as if he was thinking what to say, and said ”you don’t look like a vampire today. But you look nice.”
So anyway. I left 2011 and saw 2012 come in high as a fucking kite and quite tipsy on top of being high and everything was just so fucking amazing and funny (lol) and happy (probably because of this). We went to London to see the fireworks display outside the London Eye and when the clock struck 12, some guys next to us popped their bottles of champagne all over everyone so we came out of the crowd drenched in it and buzzing.
The rush back was mad. It was like a rapture in London and some fights broke out and things got nasty and the “Happy” in the new year quickly disappeared. And then as for the rest of the morning when we got back, I was babysitting my best friend who threw up everything but her organs and then passed out for the rest of the day.
Hello 2012 :) 
- Piccadilly Circus on the way home.
I’m either gonna get my second tattoo or my navel pierced.
But not both
just yet
so which one first? :/
Hello. I’m Panda.
And instead of doing something productive on the last early morning of 2011, I am sitting on Tumblr thinking about the year I’ve had.
I have to admit, it’s been a pretty fucking awesome one.
Hope all of you have fun whatever you do tonight for New Years Eve…I’m going up to London for drinks with my best friends and see the fireworks for the new year come in.
Get smashed bitches YOLO. xo
last night was disappointing.
tonight better not be.
why does he have to be so difficult.
The beautiful necklace & earrings I got from my mother for Christmas.
I love it. It looks so vintage.
Almost like pirate jewels.
I guess my mum knows me better than I think.
i just feel so depressed.
i feel like chain smoking. and i don’t even smoke.
god help me.