Doing art for A level has just totally put me off drawing for fun. I always used to draw and really used to enjoy it, it was relaxing and I loved it. But when you’re forced to do it and have a teacher that is as awful as mine was, I’m honestly glad to see the back of it and hope I never have to draw, ever again. 

I’ve never been so let down and hurt my someone who’s meant to love me unconditionally. You’ve never acted as a dad since I was about 12, I’m nearly 20 now and you speak to me once every month or so. But this, this, is something else. You’ve stabbed me in the back and now I’m done. You’re a disgusting immature little man who thinks he has control over everyone. I don’t want to be a part of your life anymore.

I’m sorry for abandoning tumblr (again) but I have such important exams coming up, much like everyone else doing A levels and I need to get my head down. I’m going to try and post a little bit every couple of days or so but I’ve been constantly doing work and I’m really trying to knuckle down. So I apologize if I don’t post much for the next couple of weeks.

Please don’t sit there and say to me that you’re not friends with her anymore and then clearly lick her arse left, right and centre. We fell out with her because she’s a nasty human being and yet as soon as she apologised to you, you went running back. You said it wasn’t the same with her and you just put up with her and yet you lick her arse all over the internet. It’s annoying and I think you need to sort out your priorities.

I need to get this out.

I have a friend, or a “friend”. Who constantly talks to me and my other friend like we’re dirt on our shoe. It’s gone on for approximately 4 years and we’re getting sick of it. I can’t deal with walking on eggshells anymore, especially with someone who is meant to be one of my best friends. She doesn’t understand the tone in which she speaks to us and it’s seriously awful, I’ve had people ask me why I put up with it before when others have overheard her speaking to us in this way and it’s got to the point in my life where I’ve realised that I don’t want to be around people like that anymore. I don’t want to spend my life being afraid to say something to one of my “best friends” because I know the way she will react. She acts so immature and goes off in moods for no reason. I’ve finally had the guts to stand up to her and tell her everything I’ve been feeling and she really does not like it. She’s turning it all around like she’s the victim in this whole situation and me and my other friend, are the bad guys and are ganging up on her. I know it may seem like it’s what we’re doing but we’re not, we’re just both totally sick of the way she treats us and friends shouldn’t go on like that. It’s built up over about a year and we’ve both just finally had the guts to actually say it to her. She keeps making excuses and being very hypocritical and I don’t think I can be bothered with it anymore. I used to like her, and the person she was. But she’s just not that person on, she’s a nasty person and upsets me/has me crying on a weekly basis and when I’ve finally hit 19, I’ve realised, why do I need people like this in my life? She’s never really cared about me or helped me through any of the hard times in my life and I’m done. I’m finally done.

I hate college. I have no friends and I just wander around being lonely. I got shouted at by my art teacher even though I actually did a page of work and everyone else did nothing, she hates me for no reason whatsoever. Then I sat through the most boring English Literature lesson while my teacher shouted at me again because I forgot my notes from the week before. Then I cried. Then I went to work and got shouted at again by three managers, for no reason. They’re just all so up their own arses because they have a badge with manager on, everyone hates them all now and the only people that like them are the people that have been working there for about 10 years and actually get along with them and know everything there is to know about working there. I hate my job, I hate it and I cannot wait to find a new job or leave for uni and get the fuck out of there. I come out of every shift wanting to cry because of the way they make me feel. I never say I hate anyone but I hate them.

I go through phases of loving and hating my theme, but can never be bothered to change it.

Winning a bid on ebay is the best feeling ever. Hello new benefit makeup brushes!

Just had a work free night with my boyfriend. We went for food and it was beautiful.

I’m really not liking the way my blog looks, oh dear oh dear

Part of me never feels like I’m good enough.

I think I’m going to have to change the style of my blog, I’m getting bored of what I’m posting and that’s never good.

Anonymous asked: you should be happy with the body you have and embrace it! you should love yourself for who you are.

Thankyou :)