Had a bit of a crap day yesterday (yeah, I’m fully aware I write that a lot at the moment. Therefore I’ll go back on the Fluoxetine for a while to see if it gets better).
Anyway, after getting through the day (it started with me falling hard on the street in the morning) I came home to the worlds best boyfriend.
He had bought me a gift.
Yeah, when getting a gift like this everything is amazing.
He also had me sitting on the sofa when he cooked me dinner. Parma baked salmon with green lentils. Yum.
When he was clearing up (yeah, even that he did) I admired my pole dancing bruises. Good thing it isnt warm enough for a skirt.
Letters to my family 