I’ve always had a soft spot for boys with big feet. Maybe it was my pre-pubescent obsession with Gorillaz, in particular the perpetually high 2d, or maybe I’m just wired that way. But I love how dorky it looks. My favourite thing is when my boyfriend is just cruising in his rolled up jeans and days-of-the-week socks…
My passport was stolen a week before I was supposed to visit the bf and two weeks before I had an interview for an English university. And also my laptop died. I’m truly beginning to believe in fate and the universe as a whimsical son of a bitch. Why didn’t I just get a new passport? The passport office just finished striking and are trying to deal with the backlog.
Today, I officially began my final exams. I will finish in June.
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