Rarity.




Hannah, 20. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. Shower singer, aspiring Bridget Jones and redhead rights campaigner.






(Source: phil-hartman)

Well I definitely made a fool of myself last night. Oh dear. And also spent all my money somehow. Ended up at my ex’s flat in Murano blabbering crap. Woke up on his floor with no idea where I was. Edinburgh for pub tonight, don’t think I’ll be drinking. No dollah or dignity left.
Pretty much me today. Went for about 20 minutes which is okay. Just need to keep going out every morning. So scared. Only a week and a day. AHHHH. I’ll show those guys who beat me in every single sports day race…
my flatmate’s so nice : “how’s your lonely life in glasgow?”
sook me. it’s not lonely. ironically it’s less lonely than it was when you were here.