I haven’t done one of these in a while. I’m Liv.

^This is a picture of me vaguely attempting to be sexy with a lot of cleavage. 

^But to be honest this is what I actually look like. For some reason I was dressed like a 5 year old that day. 

I am not a five year old. In fact, I am 20. I don’t feel that old, but everyone says that don’t they?
I go to a not-so-prestigious university in London. My favourite food is salmon, and I’m having it for dinner tonight :) I have a fruit phobia, but I can manage things like blueberries…just about.
I tend to metaphorically jump on people if they say something sexist, racist, or generally offensive and bigoted. I consider myself a feminist and a liberal, but I tend to reblog things related to either of those subjects rather than write about them myself, as I don’t think I could do them justice and I’d almost certainly end up saying something silly/offensive without meaning to.

Recently I’ve been very aware of my nose in photographs. I like piercings, and I’m too fickle to get a tattoo, although I would love one :( I find I’m frustrated a lot of the time because I have lots of ideas but don’t possess the skill to bring them to life. Bummer.

I currently have a Temple Run injury. I actually strained a muscle in my thumb playing Temple Run on my boyfriend’s iphone- that’s how unfit I am. Talking of boyfriend, his name is James and his tumblr is here. We’ve been together for about 3 and a half years.

I have had more embarrassing times in my life than the average person. My boyfriend did dramatic readings of my year 7 diary for his flatmates and I. The amount of times my boyfriend at the time and I broke up and got back together would make a good drinking game.

I have a nipple piercing that I can’t stop snagging. My hair is in really bad condition from this one ill-fated attempt at bleaching it. I sleeptalk often and with great enthusiasm. I never have any money. That is all.
 

Huuuuuuuurts D: D: D:

Oh Lord Oh Lord

Oh well, anything’s better than orange.

I think.