i look like a five year old (piggy tails and a 101 dalmations shirt) (abbi grow up) (no)
this is me running around a hotel room at 2am with a duvet wrapped around my body
am i ok
no
i am not
hands down, my absolute favourite time ever spent with the boys (tied with manchester pioneer tour). from pat turning into michael christ in front of me and beth and talking to him for a good twenty minutes (he told us he ate a welsh baby), to kennedy being an absolute doll to us all, to john being a ridiculous prankster and being really happy to see us (and ruining his picture with all time low fans to come over and hug us) and getting emotional when we all said goodbye. i’ll always remember this night. some very good company.
got ma hair did all fancy~ my nan’s telling me “i look like a star”. bless her.
sometimes i remember i have a group photo with the maine and it makes me really happy on the inside
my nan just told me i had a “serious case of bedroom eyes” I THINK I’M DOING SOMETHING RIGHT