Vintage dawg lols
Yya. Ikea. Moving into cute new accoms today.
Also at some point in the last four days it was my birzday. I got serial spoiled and did lots of happy drinking with new friends and pure garage CDs. My cute mum made nice birDay videos for me with my nana and so did my brother and these two singz made frustrating train journeys from London more bearable.
I got three cakes. One with realistic blue veins on it. Thanks Matty. So art. And one that I ate the rest of this morning and now feeling hazy as fuck aand one from amie that I’ve only tasted via pxt because I was too cute and useless to arrive at birthday dates.
I got a nice drunky skype call from my dad who I exchanged several thumbs ups and middle fingers with as dad was clearly stoked on skypes amazing video technology.
I did all day talks with fucking nice friends who do me suave dances and make me suaver songs.
‘its your fucking birthday yeah your mother fucking birthday. You can get wasted if you want all night, you can be a baystid yeah you can alright.’
So so good.
Suprise work birthday parties with flowers and multiple cards and couches to sleep on when giving up at 7am.
Basically feel mean now.
This show is the worst ish out. This strange phase of TV in the bedroom is opening up my world to a whole nexlev of no wayz.
All this on-trend orange make you want to C your P’s?
Today I ate leek soup and I didn’t sick it up so it inspired me to create this lovely leek wallpaper. I was thinking you could print it onto fabric and create yourself a lovely s-leek dress.
I bought these shoe ting.
Is it ok to be sportay?
Is it ok to wear filaz?
Do u like these zigzag things on the bottoms?
Is sportswear so last week?
__/ **~~luxasfux~~** \__
This is so like green. Like rustic. But like lush as. So like picturesque.
But yeah nah if time does telling and I play family’s one day, this would be a sweet as place to do it in.
Just like funny and shit.