Last day in Cardiff. I’ve been very calm and confident about it up until now. I move in less than 24 hours and I’m starting to regret my decision and I’m very, very nervous. I thought I needed this, I did. Things have calmed down now though, I’m sure I’ll feel different when I’m there. I’m really, really anxious now though.
u ever text someone something risky and every second that they dont respond is another spike in ur blood pressure and u stare at your hand like why did u type that u fool its over the universe is crumbling to pieces this is my demise
like seriously, it’s so over the top how self concious I am I absolutely fucking hate it. Other people’s opinions of me matter far, far too much to me.
seeing one bad picture of me from a few months ago, even though I know I’ve lost weight since then brings me down so so much.
have you ever had to restart a song because you spaced out and weren’t appreciating it enough
Just got back from Reading and had such a sick time. Considering not going to festivals next year and doing a bit of travelling. I move in 19 days also, it’s going so fast!