January 2012
I don’t know how much longer I can pretend to be strong. How much longer I can act like it didnt completely crush me. I just want to forget, but instead I sit waiting. I got a glimpse at what it would be like, and then it was like getting shot in the chest and it won’t heal. It won’t go away. And I just don’t know wtf to do anymore.
so this sucks 10x more because im pretty sure he dosnt have the balls to tell me whats going on unless i start the conversation, which i dont want to do. Im sick of being the one to start it all the time.
fuck it.
gonna dye my hair tomorrow, see war horse, get drunk and get the fuck over this dick because i cant deal with all this right now. i really cant take it anymore.
IN THE DARK OF THE NIIGHT EVIL WILL FIND HEEERRRRR
lovveee anastasia
RAAAAAAAHHH INSIDE RAGEEEEEEEEe
i have resorted to 80s power ballads and...
The worst part, the WORST part is the not talking.
i miss that the most right now. its simply a shit day if i dont speak to you
it dosnt have to be much, just a text or a hi on facebook
but without it. its shit. its all shit
Gonna watch Titanic and cry until i can cry no...
today’s been like torture tbh. waiting to hear what i already know im going to hear. but like to hear the comfirmation of it and like fjajfaljf;i and yet i dont even think he’ll speak to me today.
UGH
So this happened to me today....
i was sitting in the hairdressers and Adele came on and i cried.
yeaaaaaaaaah.
i should just live in a cave alone
To do list for my few days at home:
1. Get Haircut
2. Finish Skyward Sword
3. Finish reading the Hobbit
4. Do that painting i meant to do
6. Watch a shit load of Jeremey Kyle
7. Get drunk on Friday with Elle, and see War Horse :)
suppose its about time i actually had a shower and...
cba
thisblogsucksshowmeyourboobs:
So much going on in my heart and in my head that I’m a little overwhelmed.
The best thing about going home...
i have literally nothing to do for a week so i can finish all my books and video games.
YEEEEEEEEEAAAAHHHH BUUUUUDDDDYYYYYYYYY
it hurrrrrrrtsssssssss. havnt been hungover since...
last night was funny, and good, in the end. I saw Ciara in the Hobbit which was totally aweeeessommme.
spent like an hour sitting in one of the downstairs rooms on a sofa talking through everything face to face with jack for once. so that was good.
but now i just want a shower and food and home.
Tumblr. i have woken up in such a good mood....
im not gonna let him get me down, i am gonna go out and party and just gjkdgbjagk i cant tell you how happy i am to not care anymore
PAUL IS TALKING TO ME HES TALKING TO ME PEOPLE
what even aaaahahahaaaaaaaaaaa
MY EXAMS ARE OVVER I CAN GET DRUUUUUUNNNNK TONIGHT...
so happy right now seriously. someone bring me some fucking cake.
Time for bed. Last exam tomorrow. I am so ready...
fgksjkgfjsogjds make it 11.30am tomorrow already pleaaaaaseeee doctor, if you’re out there, bring me your tardis!!!!
OMG SHIT JUST GOT REAL ON THE JEREMY KYLE SHOW...
oh man this i making me feel so much better rn
