Kate and I are sitting in our London hotel room, singing to fall out boy and talking about lesbians.

Content.

On Thursday night, I’m flying to Europe for 7 weeks.

I’m no longer being screwed around by a boy.

I’ve met someone, who likes me. He’s also one of the most handsome men I’ve ever met. Makes my knees weak.

My mum is back from Thailand, after a month. I missed her.

I’ve lost a substantial amount of weight, so I am now actually very happy with my body.

I’m doing okay. I think. :)

the worst feeling is when you’re close to someone but they have someone who they will always like more than they like you 

(Source: hachikuji)