Morgan is leaving me for three months tomorrow to go work—cause he’s super lame.
But today he hung up his huge Hunter S. Thompson immolation picture, which is awesome, and I finally got an okay picture of us kissing and my new glasses.
Really sucks that he’s leaving tomorrow though :( Hate him sometimes :(
**EDIT: Also, this bitch—yeah, I’ll call her a bitch, cause she fucking is one—came to my store today with my friend Mandii to drop off an Ice Cap for me (our store got broken into last night and I was pissed so Mandii brought me an Ice Cap because she loves me <3) and LITERALLY the first fucking words out of this bitches mouth to me were, “You really need to get your eyebrows done.”
HOW ABOUT, GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU STUCK UP LITTLE BITCH! My eyebrows, not yours.
Put this in cause I want people to tell me, in the third picture, are my eyebrows REALLY that horrible. Boys—and girls—would you think twice about asking me out or even just fucking me because of my apparently horrendously bushy fucking eyebrows? **
-Liv
oh god here’s Britain
We are the Moon Moon of Eurovision
OH GOD THIS POST HAS KILLED ME
(via fri3s)
