faux like your personality

I got this hooded faux fur jacket from my friend Naomi yesterday. For free. My life is complete.
(also featuring a 4-year-old cheap monday t-shirt, which is probably the longest any cheap monday piece has lasted)

I'm going to London tomorrow and I feel really nervous, which I shouldn't be, because I never fuck around on the airport. And if something were to happen it would make a sick facebook status update.

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A lot of shit has gone down lately. I've done some things I shouldn't have which have left me feeling like a little shitstain on the face of the earth. Work has been pretty hard too, so hard in fact that I had my first nervous breakdown ever during an extremely busy morning shift. 

I've also come to the realization that I'm really, REALLY bad at writing about my feelings. Maybe I should just write rants about every single thing that happens in my life, I'm pretty sure that would give a clearer picture about me. And nobody really listens to me anyway if I'm not complaining about something. 

xoxo sailor veikko