My head is spinning so I’m literally going to have to knock myself out and sleep. I despise hangovers, despise.
I also really need a job or just to sell everything I own (oh reflective mornings). I may read the hunger games in order to reflect on life. Where oh were is my paracetamol? I’ve already sent my compulsory ‘oh help me im dying’ texts but no one came to my aid.
