Because my hormones have gone mental I’ve done this today:

Cried on the bus because of a picture of a cute kitten.

Cried over dinner because it was burned.

Cried because of Sherlock (well, technically I cried because of Watson. Poor thing)

Ordered underwear.

Bought a glossy magazine designed to make me feel shitty.

Bought (and eaten) a donut. I don’t even like donuts, but it had pink stripes and raspberry filling and my brain just went “NEEEEEEEEEEEED!”.

Reblogged more than I normally do, and liked even more.

Okay. Now I am going to read stupid magazine and inflict self hatred and guilt over previously mentioned donut.