Cannot fucking believe that I have just gone downstairs at 6:15am and there are 7 20-22 year olds and my brother all sat in my living room. Fuck sake mun! Just because my parents are awake doesn’t mean he can take the fucking piss. Should have seen the looks I just had because I came downstairs, don’t think they expected that. I’m pretty tampin to say the least and he can jog the fuck on if he thinks this will happen all weekend and for the rest of next week til my parents come home.
Feel like absolute shit, cold and stomach is in agony. Therefore treated myself to some lovely roses and what looks like some cool purple flowers.
A couple of days in Spain, lurvly!
From sending off this concept of a design I had put together to the final master piece courtesy of my fantastic tattooist Nipper @ Bridgend Tattoo Studio.
Absolutely chuffed with it. Most people are taken back by how large it is but I love it as it’s my last one for a very long time.
Despite how much I like tattoos, I don’t think the anxiety attack I’m experiencing right now is worth it. After this one today I don’t think I will get one for a very long time.
I’ve been shaking, upset stomach and now I’ve got the sweats going on. All this over getting a tattoo and driving over to get it. I am excited all at the same time mind you but unbelievably nervous.
Big love for my lovely cousin at her wedding Saturday. Such a lovely venue too.
Pretty livid right now that I got woken up as if something was wrong just to phone some bloody b&b in Llantwit for a room for Saturday. I honestly feel so tampin with my parents for doing that, why they couldn’t do it themselves I have no idea.
So now, not only am I spending half my morning driving around taking photos for my cousin’s wedding I’m also having to drive back from a b&b too. Definitely not going to be able to have a good drink and relax at all as il be stressing about having to drive to new places and back.
I hope my parents cough up some petrol money as money is not something I have this month. Fuck sake!!