it's people like you that make the world go 'round

monday cuddles with this bear

and just like that, my bad mood is no more. turns out going shopping really does help with "s.a.d" and i encourage all of you to brave the shops now because town wasn't as apocalyptic as it's been over the past few days (granted i've just been for two hours in 1 degree heat at 5pm but that's by the by). there were a few lovely things that happened during my session today which i want to share with you because it might instil you with some faith in the world. if you already have faith, what are you doing on this blog???!!?!

in the mall thuggin', buggin', spent a few hundred

post sales meltdown SO MUCH CHEEK

silly me thinking that the world would've calmed down after christmas and boxing day. i thought i would brave the outside world and have a quiet, casual look at what deals were on offer in the shops to buy with my christmas money (because i have around 18p in my account so online shopping i.e MY FAVOURITE MIND was out of the question). as it turns out, i ended up cowering in boots' feminine care aisle for fear of being trampled and killed. but that's by the by, i still bought shit of course. 

all the things i could do if i had a little money

bare paperz fam

they tell you money can't buy you happiness. i'm trying really bloody hard to be positive recently but if nothing else, i pride myself on being realistic. and so, it's with a heavy heart that i tell you money probably can buy you happiness. well, it can to an extent. it can buy you fucking loads of stuff that could add up to your happiness. yes, i know, you need to be happy in yourself for those things to work but i'm pretty sure that loads of surgery and a puppy would send me over the moon right about now.

it's like you're my mirror

(Y) ouch this is worse than it looks

IT'S THE DAY OF REST so i decided to coerce my friend into driving through miles of traffic and take us to ikea (again) on the busiest sales day it's ever seen. what a palava. after that, i thought it'd be good to do some more "heavy" DIY and, after slicing my thumb open, continue to add more stress mess to my room just because. pay day has come and gone thus so too has my will to go on living. i need new things to keep me happy and busy (what a horrible attitude) so you can take your day of rest and... enjoy it!!!!!

just as long as i'm the name on your tattooed heart

hummingbird heartbeat 

i'm definitely one to "get back on the horse" and after tuesday's inky savaging of my side, i was keen to get back into the tattoo studio and make sure i wasn't put off. this time, i let jon scar my thigh which is a lot fleshier than my bony hip. also here's a nice picture of the hummingbird which tore me apart so ruthlessly. it's called "valentine" in honour of my dad - we're both very small, hardy, adaptable and deceitfully "strong". cheers gaz, you're the best.

and i am a material girl

send help SOS

why is buying stuff so much fun? whether i'm browsing a local charity shop or savagely searching for a sale top in zara, there's that rush. don't even get me started on internet shopping CHRIST ALIVE that's another kettle of fish. i know some people are savers but really, in the end, it gets spent on a house or a car or a holiday or some surgery. and right now, i am about as far from buying those things as humanly possible so, whilst i'm young and irresponsible, i too often think "oh fuck it, i need another black and white candle holder".