Polly.

Turning 25 and trying to get my shit together. Lover of cups of tea, long walks with my pup and being sassy.

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— J.R.R. Tolkien

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This.

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Today is the ninth day on the run I have woke up after ~4 hours sleep. These nightmares are getting ridiculous.

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Sometimes you've just got to pick yourself up.

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Favourite.

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Throwback.

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Oh I feel sick as a bloody dog.

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This morning I had bananas on toast for breakfast with a mug of milky, sweet tea. And now, despite that I am facing the Saturday hell shift in the kitchen (after which I will smell of a chip pan and ~4 zits will appear on my face due to the grease I get covered in) I'm feeling fabulous.

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I’ve suddenly just realised that five years later and I’m just a nicer version of my 16/17 year old self. I still have the same favourite author, films, music, and person. I just happen to not be a horrible angst ridden cunt anymore.

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This.

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Enjoy the small things.

Elderflower and champagne candles, Death Cab and writing in my new journal. "Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay it's not the end."

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Plan for this evening.