that’s it. the rest of europe can go home. nothing can anything top this
I don’t think we even tried at all
I LOVE EUROVISION
*war cry* TONIGHT’S THE NIGHT *techno pop music* TO COME IN LAST PLACE
friendly reminder that the eurovision starts in less than an hour
GUYS IT’S THE EUROVISION
i remember when france gave the uk one point last year
and then graham norton said:
we built a tunnel to your country
to non-europeans this post will be so confusing
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Just a warning to all my followers, I WILL reblog the shit out of the Eurovision on Saturday.
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Looking in the mirror makes me want to puke. I don’t even have to force it, I immediately start to retch. I fucking hate myself. I am disgusting. Everything about me is disgusting. I can’t stand being trapped in this…thing.
I don’t care if it makes me sound crazy, that bitch in the mirror is not me and never will be. That thing can’t be me. Are those fat, scarred legs really mine? Those fat arms? That face? That is not me. I’m so embarrassed and ashamed that this is how people see me. Everything about me is hideous.
God I wish I could wipe myself out of existence.
Useless piece of shit.
