The people in the nice furniture stores don’t ask me if I need help. I think it’s because i’m obviously poor.

I need so much help.

Why do I even go to parties?

I forgot Macs had build in cameras.

Very much over tafe.

These forehead wrinkles are brutal.

I think they get deeper each time I move house.

When you find clothes you forgot you owned.

I’d forgotten what it’s like to wake up and find a huge box of stuff you’ve bought online on your doorstep. Most of it is Raddlesnakes, but Dr Jays didn’t disappoint.

Also, taking those mirror shots is bullshit.

May or may not still be drinking…

And it only gets better.

Bbbzzzzzz

I should pursue a career in cyborg villainy.

 peoplesaytimesfly replied to your photo: I hope nobody goes and gives ME a mustache… …

I can’t believe you’ve done this.