i love thinking things will only get crappier.
love it.
and these random, quick crying sessions are bullshit.
i want to eat cakes,drink southerncomfo,smoke loads,dance stupidly,cuddle,laugh a hell of a lot at stupid things,smile sillyly,take the piss out of everyone,get angry all over again,sit in a park til 4 in the morning,take loadsssss of pictures with a camera i do not have,tell him how much i can't stand him lately+how he's just suddenly pissed me off.
scream my fucking opinions at everyone.
i'm really not looking forward to anything this week.
i know you miss the way i saw you..
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