AND IF A DOUBLE-DECKER BUSSSSSSSS

I can not express how much of a complete fail I am.
I'm an actual cunt.

Go me.


I'm gonna make tomorrow the best fucking day ever. And then Tuesday will top it so bad.





You're gonna envy me in the end.
I won't be the other way round.

loveandhugsfromthearroganttwatwhoeveryoneloveslikeomgyeaheahayehxxxxxxxxxxxxx

SIZE ZILCH

I'm starting my diet tomorrow.

Thank you.

Sooner or later in life, the things you love you lose.

You girls do make me laugh :')






My stomach hurts so much. I have this sick feeling in the pit of it.
funtimes.

I have When It Rains-Paramore in my head. It's been there allll dayyyy.
I can't wait for a hot day to scream the lyrics at joggers.



I realised I haven't blogged much this week. I haven't had the time.
That will explain the short-ness of them.


I really want to know if you'd actually say everything you've ever thought of me if I was standing in front of you. Like exactly opposite your face. Close enough for you to feel my breath.
Perhaps I should stop being so curious.


Go away headache. Please?

X

Now I can breathe, turn my insides out..

My diet's been good so far.
I'm sticking to it that's for sure.

I vented some anger out.
I feel so much better now.
Just don't talk to me for the next two weeks. Let me breathe.
Give me my shit back, and you can have yours.
I can really do without despising you right now. I need to sort enough stuff out without you adding to the list.

Ahaha, this really does sound like a bad break up x]


-
I'm looking forward to the weekend ^^

There's a film plying in the background and it looks interesting now, so I'm gonna' watch it :))
I'll blog tomorrow with something of interest.

Nightttxxx

PROJECT

I've starting cleaning out the granny-flat in my garden.
I've got so many idea's for it and not the money or space to set them out.
But it should be fun none the less.
In a month it should be in an able-to-live-in condition which is good.

I needed a new hobby.

YOU WON'T BE SEVENTEEN FOREVER

I really don't know what to do with myself.
My minds all over the place.

Like I'm actually beginning to feel numb.

I'LL GIVE IT UP TO YOU

If they play at Reading oohmygodohmygodohmygofdohmyfgodohklbvjidtal.

Going to bed at half four and being woken up by your mum at half ten yelling at you to find something you didn't lose and how it's always her this shit hapens to and being told to get out of bed and call a cab and slamming doors and her mumbling as she walks away and her sarcastic laugh.

GOOD MORNING.

I want to mess up everything.
Destroy order and create mayhem.
It sounds fun.

I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan,
'Cause I want to hear both sides.