Still live with mummy and daddy in my princess bed. Patch of black mould in the corner (dad will sort that out when he stops being lazy lol) Mummy brings me toast in the morning and tells me how beautiful I am Slap on my warpaint - it’s time to show my new bf the real me. Give him a real slice of how a luxurious princess lives. I LOVE shopping so I bundle him into the 14 plate fiat 500 and take him to the Trafford centre (it’s only an hour and a half drive from Blackburn) I spend the time on the drive reminding my bf what a bad boy he is and how a classy lady from Blackburn should be treated. He finally gives in and I make him kiss my boots before we go in. I wander aimlessly around Selfridges trying to find this jacket that I saw everyone on instagram wearing - and as an individual classy princess I need to also have it. After that we meet my girlies for bottomless brunch and take loads of pictures to make the haters jealous. My huns all agree that I slay queen and Luke sucks so we remind him of this. He storms off for some reason. Anyways 10/10 day