You're. So. Fucking. Cute.
But you really need to stop. Your coonstant "selfies" online, your "photo op" hangouts and worst of all - your mood swings when anything casts a shadow upon thine holy cuteness.
Also: bitch, your boyfriend looks EMACIATED and is not that cute. Stop making him pose for your photos, I think I can actually see the pain in his eyes. Like an animal, locked in a cage of brunches, trips to retarded stores and being the driver for you and your flock of hen friends at the latest shitty hipster bar.
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