He's "trying to sleep" but doesn't mind giving me advice on HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE.

AN ORANGE PERSON GRABBED MY HEAD.

He was always very attractive. That's sarcasm.

Team building exercise: salad. He peels carrots and I cut vegetables because I'm more responsible.

We photographed his new mixtape cover in the bleach aisle. x.com/mrrobharding/s…

Rob's singing old Justin Timberlake music in bed and called me a lizard when I tried to spoon with him.

Drinking strong coffee at eleven at night is our favourite thing to do.

Rob's getting so angry at our aloe vera plant. He's talking about murder.

Rob's family are… interesting…

They're having a conversation about bowels.

THEY HAVE A TORTOISE.

I'm going to be sick or cry or both.

*Brings Rob Harding breakfast (yes, at nearly 1pm) for them both in bed.*

Don't say I'm not a nice person.

The end is near. I can cope. I can cope.

Rob's reading me the Hitler-slash-Jesus story. I love quality works of literature.

After three minutes I tuned out. But he's still going, I think.

Going back to school after the Christmas holidays… Is it a relief or the worst experience known to man? Depends on your family, I suppose.

For the last time, /no/, I'm not in porn. I don't know why people keep asking all of a sudden.

*text: Rob Harding* Got the Christmas tree