Not even you and all your love could bring me down

Good morning!
Today is a flowery dress and too much mascara day.

Purposefully taking a picture looking terrible with hair up and just yesterdays mascara to illustrate how annoying it is that I’ve had to relegate my dress of powerful womany silky glory to ugly day attire, because it has acquired some stubborn and mysterious stains. The dress does not deserve this!

My eyes have recovered from the bloodshot mess of last night!

Hi I’m Megan and I fucking love this dress.

Good afternoon saucepots, here is a lovely close-up of my face, complete with annoying forehead spot.

I’ve spent the morning watching the kittens leap about in the garden, which is cute but also really fucking annoying because I don’t want them out there, but unfortunately my mother is disobedient.
Oh well, dad is here now and I want to go in search of an M&S falafel wrap, wish me luck.

‘I simply cannot take pictures with this bloody camera’ OR ‘here is a picture of me and my dad sat on a wall near the sea’

Good morning my little fluffy squirrels!

Withdrawal is still kicking my arse, but I have put makeup and clothing on because the show must go on. I feel the need to point out that although I am, of course, not looking good, I don’t have as many shadows on my face as this picture seems to suggest. Anyway, me and my father are off to drive around in the countryside with loud music and open windows and many cigarette breaks, have nice afternoons!

Look at all this love they share!

Forever looking confused in pictures because I still can’t work out how to use this camera to take pictures of myself.
I also appear to have lost my gorm!

Ugly bedroom days.

Don’t know why that text post didn’t post earlier, I have had my little nap and now is the time for caesar salad and continuing being nice to mummy on her birthday.
I like my bed, I dislike my days being either empty or too full.

Still a bit drunk because I thought I’d taken a picture of my weird coloured eyed but clearly failed!

Oh look, it’s me not looking like me!

I was such a wonderful teenager, I want to go back to wearing band Tshirts and constantly drinking whilst looking aggressive.