New hair colour

Live XXL bright red, you beaut. 

So ever since I dyed my hair last night I've had comments such as "your beautiful" "gorgeous" "turning me straight" and "i'd do you" the last one I was rather shocked at. But I just wanna say thank you oh so much. People know what I'm like about my appearence and what not but like, when you have people saying things like that to you it sorta makes you feel all happy inside. Screw the head of 6th form who said "its too bright" and my "skinny jeans are too tight" XD i'm happy and comfortable like this. Deal with it? Yea. Thanks. This is who I am and I swear I will not change for anyone. 

This is why I adore Hayley Williams ...

... well this and the fact that she's just damn right amazing, and beautiful, and talented, and gorgeous, and stunning and (yes i'm using the same word pretty much just different) unique, and we share the same birthday.


"I’m so glad I’m not allergic to nuts. #1 cause I love peanut butter and #2 cause my life is comprised of about 95% boys"


She's just that cool. 

Believe me. I'm straight but, I bloody would. 

I'm updating this today. I apologise.

Oooo I read this somewhere and I was like 'zomg, true'. So, I took the liberty of typing it all up :)


Have you ever been in love? 


Horrible isn’t it? 


It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life … You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day like, kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple a phrase like “maybe we should just be friends” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. Its a soul - hurt. A real, gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. 


I hate love.

Post Secret, iloveyou.

Post Secret has alot of things on there which like, relate to me alot. And like, I found this one and I was just thinking about this the other day. Like how before I go out I have to put on the make up to try and feel kinda beautiful, but then I read this quote: "You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her" and it kinda made me feel better about it all but yea. Post Secret, iloveyou. 

I appear to have an obsession with vinatge

Ever since I found a little boutique in Carlisle called Ruby Blue I've been in love with vintage clothing. Yea, I've seen it before but never thought about trying to pull it off, but now, I'm in love with it. There's just something about buying something which may be a few years old. Especially things from Ruby Blue are second hand so they have a tag on them telling you where its from and who owned it previous so its like, a piece of clothing, but also someone's history. And I just find it amazing to be honest, how you could own something 30 years old and there could be some huge story behind it. Someone may have gotten married in it, someone may have been wearing this certain thing when a huge event happened in their lives. Just things like that.