Work hurts me from the inside out, the distress comes first and then the physical aching of scouring down a kitchen kicks in;maybe I'm just a pussy.
Lecture in 6 hours - debating sleep or vodka. Plus a stuuuupid 9/10 hour shift tomorrow after uni, swear my arms are gonna fall off.
I need sleep, sex and some time off work.
I hate being in Birmingham, especially when it keeps me from this gorgeous creature:

He doesnt always mind me kissing him, he just has cute funny faces, I hope. <3
