This is a Natasha Poppy Searles appreciation post.
These photos document our 6 year friendship so far, from 13 to 19 years of age.
She is my best friend, infinitely more beautiful, talented, lovely and inspirational than she knows.
I love her to bits and have no idea what I would have done without her at times and now she’s hurting and I don’t know what to say and I’m too far away to make it better.
Emotions over, I love you short shit. I hope you cheer up, I’ll be home to be your lesbian lover soon.
So my friends/flatmates went out for a cute dinner and film and I wasn’t invited. And they came back before the film and one of them asked me ‘why aren’t you coming?’ and the others just looked at me. I felt like a child saying ‘you didn’t invite me’ and then they told me to stop moping around and go out with them because I ‘never see them anymore’. I was in my pj’s and they were leaving in five minutes and YOU CANT PUT THAT SORT OF PRESSURE ON ME. Godamnit.
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please don’t change the credit for my work, people of tumblr. I don’t get it. sigh..
- I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO PROPERLY SOURCE MY OWN PHOTO THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING I HATE TUMBLR
people who change sources on photos do NOT deserve to have access to a tumblr account. idiots.