Oh, what the hell.

Oh, what the hell.

Please fuck off with the anonymous sexuality/boyfriend/girlfriend questions, unless I am trying to break your bedroom door right about now and/or begging you for sex, my sexuality is none of your concern. 

Okay? 

I need a new name.

Yvonne is boring and I want to annoy my parent’s because they don’t seem to care I am moving out and they should, yeah! I want to be called Ariel, but I can’t because I don’t want people to think I am Ariel Pink’s psycho-fan (I am, really, but shhh), hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, any ideas? 

I’m having a mental breakdown, suffering candy floss and loud music withdrawal symptoms.

I’m having a mental breakdown, suffering candy floss and loud music withdrawal symptoms.