frist time in ages;

hmm a lot of things have happened recently; making me think i should change myself dramtically.

In one sense i should, in another, i shouldn't.
for lent i've given up drugs and smoking, it's proving to be a real diffculty.
though, if i don't do it i'll dissapoint, and i hate that.

shut it

i'm going to sort myself out
i'm going to move on
i'm gonna stop being a shit friend
i'm gonna stop being a slag
i'm going to succeed in school
i'm going to get a decent boyfriend and have a sturdy relationship with someone who'll be simply amazing and not let me down.


YES I FUCKING WELL AM AND I'M NOT GONNA BE HAPPY UNTILL I'M NOT.

shut up callum?

emily's was ace
now, time to sleep

hey babe xxxx

"light that smoke, one for giving up on me and one just cause they’ll kill you sooner than my expectations. to my favorite liar and to my favourite scar, “i could have died with you”, i hope you choke on those words that kiss that bottle - confess, so bury me in memory. now ash yourself out on the insides, i said i loved you but i lied. let’s play this game called “when you catch fire”, i wouldn’t piss to put you out. stop burning bridges and drive off of them so I can forget about you, bury me in memory, his smile’s your rope so wrap it tight around your throat. on the drive home we joke about the kid you used to see and his jealousy, breaking hearts has never looked so cool as when you wrap your car around a tree, your makeup looks so great next to his teeth."

i hope serious harm comes to you, rendering you unconcious. i then hope you get eaten alive by flesh munching bacteria which will painfully and slowly kill you. you'll then wake up half way through and realise, NO ONE FUCKING LIKES YOU.