"Ew, gross. It’s so gorgeous! I just want to slap it. I want to slap it. I just want to slap his hideous, beautiful face."
"It was the first time I’d seen us together. I knew he was out of my league, but I didn’t know just how much. No-one could understand why we were together, and all of a sudden… neither could I. “
Do you know who I’m most worried about? It’s not my parents, and it’s not the lads at college. It’s Finn. We’ve been mates since primary. We’ve had sleepovers, we’ve topped and tailed in the same bed. When he finds out, I don’t want him thinking back to them times and getting the wrong idea. He’s my mate, you know?
Favorite tv-show → My Mad Fat Diary.
“If you are slightly different, if your face doesn’t fit, they judge you and consign you and throw away the fucking key. They never, ever stop to think that THEY might be wrong, that THEY are making a mistake. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t been the victim of a massive miscarriage of justice - I’m not saying that - BUT I know what it’s like to be stinking judged before people have even bothered to find out what you are about. They have boxed me off into the ugly group even before I have opened my gob. Society is shit.”