So, yesterday I hit the big one eight.
I got my tattoo (picture attracted) her name is Arelie, she stopped me self harming after 4 years and so, I decided after everything she deserved permanent life.
However, deciding to abuse the legal drinking age factor has brought on some rather ill effects as it were. Mainly being agonising pain, everywhere and the inability to consume enough oxygen that might be seen as a stereotypically 'safe' level :')
But on the brighter side, Mel really brought Arelie to life and had made this weekend even bbetter then I could have ever imagined
It wad also made so much better by spending the night in a hotel with my beautiful girl after seeing a meteor shower and spending 7 hours sitting on a bench drinking with my closest friends after an INSANE day at college with cake from my best friend. Really reinstated my faith in humamity<3
Things are looking up as Mrs Williams would say