perfect sunday night. he's a miner for a heart of gold, i'm a miner for a garlic naan.
aaah shitchyeh! super duper delicious hangover dinner for one.
New found love for nights like this; So much so, that i have decided to hibernate for winter. I have a big few months of work coming up and i feel like my little body will give up if i continue the way i roll. I'm amazed i remembered my name after the last week of ridiculous antics i took on.
Nights in bed by 8.30pm. Phone thrown into the sea, No smoking. Ha! we'll see about the first 2 but i'm deadly serious about the darbs. its just unattractive.. every single photo i'm in, my friends included, there are cigarettes present. and i feel like shit most of the time. and i have an addictive nature. chain smokin' camel. eeewww. stop woman! stop NOW.
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