i'll never feel you if i don't tell you

thank you verity xo

there's a mere three and a half hours standing in between me and a week of festive freedom now! yes, i'm into day four of this hangover now. yes, i'm drained in every way, shape and form. yes, i've listened to "underneath the tree" too many times for it to sound even vaguely christmassy anymore. but fuck all of that, spirits are still high even if my excitement for christmas day isn't. i'm going to drink this soya hot chocolate, watch home alone 2 and think about all the things i won't be doing until january 2nd.

"what the fuck are you on about?"

i'm on about sitting in bed until 2pm then waking up to a breakfast of smarties and paprika pringles. watching all of the shit tv just because it's on. indulging in too many hangover game days with friends and family. taking some quality time out for yourself and your own peace of mind. catching up with people and making plans for the new year. immediately regretting any new years resolutions and being completely and utterly let down by the "new year new you" idea because, in reality, things aren't going to change by themselves.

this took a quick turn for the worse but my only real slither of advice for 2015: make a concious effort. it doesn't matter what with. do the things that'll make you happier. stop worrying about everyone else. put yourself first for once. surround yourself with the people that are good for you. suck the venom out of your life. pursue your passions and enjoy yourself along the way. things aren't going to change unless you're out to change them. so here's to a well deserved break. here's to us. no, here's to you xo