charlotte, 20, a posh intellectual assbutt,
i don’t know what’s more painful, remembering that you made yourself a nice cup of tea moments ago, take a sip and it’s cold OR grabbing the cup to find out that you drank it all without remembering.
i hate when you get a new box of confectionery, because it’s normally such a long time from the last time you had one and you have forgotten which one was your favourite and on top of that the pieces magically switch places. So you have to use some time to find out which is which because you don’t want that one pieces that taste like hell itself. and when you have found that holy piece that is meant for you and only you, someone else takes it right in front of you or took it while you were reading.
thanks, that was a real dick ass move you fucking pieces of shit.
Benedict Cumberbatch being
*runs away crying in the woods*