My two husbands:
my hair looks weird/terrible here but I have a handsome hound in my arms
i accepted a job offer today so my boyfriend bought us chicken nuggets in celebration on the way back from therapy.
#dream life (no sarcasm)
sat unwashed in bed procrastinating for hours about making a phone call about a job offer I received, finally did it and the guy was in a meeting so I asked for his email address instead.
Me and the gang breaking into shoreham cement works oop
a young, disgruntled Rolf Harris in the wasteland
super talented photographer extrodinaire Jamie took these cute photos of my boyfriend and I being silly as we all finished a weekend of filming for the upcoming music video for his new single.
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petting a baby goat that looked like a cloud
reblogging this cos it didn’t show up on the ‘me’ tag last time, not out of vanity
jrgwontsurvive asked: That guy giving head underwater looks like you in your icon haha
let us compare…
…….. no
My best friend Sian left Brighton today.
lt’s weird because I feel really sad she’s not 10 minutes (ish) away anymore & we can’t just go grab a McDonald’s or go to the gym in the evening or make last-minute arrangements for… anything really but it is a positive step for her & she will be back all the time (next weekend in fact) & we will make more of our time together when she visits rather than just babbling incoherently at each other.
We had a really, really nice day hanging out yesterday; we sat on the beach, she bought me fish & chips & we went along the pier and went to the old (slightly racist) early 20th century arcade where we got our future told by a machine (it’s on my vine, my user is John-James) & she got her palm read.
I feel this will push me to do more (socially and otherwise) as well. I’m very glad for my boyfriend right now & the few friends I do have in Brighton but feel very delicate.
my two best friends are leaving the country (Jenny is leaving this weekend for Mexico, Sian will be leaving at the end of summer for Australia but is leaving Brighton this weekend) and as such I have been very depressed even though I keep trying to remind myself this is an amazing opportunity for both of them and that they will be back in a year or so.
add to this the fact I have no money or job, that I’m constantly ill, tired and losing weight and that my therapist has decided to taper off our sessions so that I only have three monthly ‘slots’ left rather than regular weekly sessions and I’m sure you can understand this is a difficult time for me.
I feel like just getting into bed and never getting out.
on a positive note I have recommenced Russian lessons and am attending a short story group tonight, it is almost summer and I have a job interview next week in a hospital.
⊙︿⊙ meep ⊙︿⊙
Sex god boyfriend John wearing the American football shoulder pads I bought for a special project
grumpy
(via not-hercules)
Sian took me out for dinner last night. Obviously, being me, I worked an anxiety exposure experiment into it (practical).
The restaurant was so posh and we did not fit in: I turned up in an X-files tshirt and when the waiter brought the wine for Sian to try she just said “oh no darling, pour away”.
We proceeded to get drunk and then I got neurotic and crazy and walked home.
