I’m such a good girl. 

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sous-le-cerisier:

I Like a Girl Who Reads - Mark Grist

“So, what do you go for in a girl?” he crows, lifting the lager to his lips.
He gestures where his mate sits, then downs his glass.
“He prefers tits. I prefer ass.
What do you go for in a girl?”

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Sometimes it feels like I just trade one neurosis for another. That sounds more negative than I mean it to. 
Things are fab, I watch tv, read, go to the gym, socialise and, hell, enjoy them! Few months ago, I couldn’t concentrate on anything, enjoyment didn’t factor. I’m enthusiastic about everything and I only ever want to feel this way.
But at the same time I care too much, find myself being too perfectionistic, pushing myself too far, not sleeping until 4am because THERE IS JUST SO MUCH GOOD STUFF TO DO!  Well, when I put it like that, I shan’t complain.

In other news, being medication free is pretty sweet. Almost all the physical side effects have passed (minus a slightly dodgy tummy) The only slight problem is with having disturbing and intense dreams. I also often have strange flashbacks, nothing traumatic (nothing traumatic to report, like) but split second memories that happen involuntarily, usually when I’m at work and not thinking about anything in particular. It’s just a bit unsettling, that’s all.

I’ve got it all covered guys.

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Ben Howard - The wolves (Live at BBC)

battling-devils:

My current weight is socially acceptable only among the walrus population.

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I’m now listening to James Blunt. 
It’s DEFINITELY time to go to sleep. 

You know it’s time to go to sleep when you’re scouring through old photos and devising elaborate diet plans.