social conventions when someone shouts your name and hugs you and you can't remember who they are?
last night was good, minus the near arrest
though trof is far too overpriced for mixers
it's odd what a difference glasses and hair make to a person.
but it was good to get out with the old crowd and be fairly sober and hug and have fun.
instead of sat in the same place with people i don't really like for hours just drinking.
Sunday, 21 February 2010
Thursday, 18 February 2010
the
most perfect song.
yeah i could be alright and go on with life like before
but i'm not
so i sit around and drink kenco coffee and stare at the wall and exercise, occasionally
then go out and find someone else who's not you.
because anyone else will do.
but, noone else will do.
because noone else is you.
yeah i could be alright and go on with life like before
but i'm not
so i sit around and drink kenco coffee and stare at the wall and exercise, occasionally
then go out and find someone else who's not you.
because anyone else will do.
but, noone else will do.
because noone else is you.
r e v e n g e
would be quite easy.
send her the emails.
tell her about the brown quilt.
tell her it was more than a kiss.
so why don't i?
because then he'd be upset.
and i still care.
goddamn conscience
send her the emails.
tell her about the brown quilt.
tell her it was more than a kiss.
so why don't i?
because then he'd be upset.
and i still care.
goddamn conscience
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
the truth is you'll be okay anyway
what i have consumed today:
not a lot
what i consumed yesterday:
less
and the day before...?
i see a pattern emerging.
my new christmas coat fits at last.
it's the one good thing he did for me, getting me to fit that fucking coat.
and it's a nice topshop coat so it's almost, almost worth the heartache.
'bite me'.
the two words that made this a little bit easier. because he has something to go back to, someone to go back to. and he's not screaming silently to himself because the second girl to ever make him cry left him for their ex.
camilla is sad
i know this because i check her blog every day.
camilla, don't be sad because you are lovely and i love you.
not a lot
what i consumed yesterday:
less
and the day before...?
i see a pattern emerging.
my new christmas coat fits at last.
it's the one good thing he did for me, getting me to fit that fucking coat.
and it's a nice topshop coat so it's almost, almost worth the heartache.
'bite me'.
the two words that made this a little bit easier. because he has something to go back to, someone to go back to. and he's not screaming silently to himself because the second girl to ever make him cry left him for their ex.
camilla is sad
i know this because i check her blog every day.
camilla, don't be sad because you are lovely and i love you.
Saturday, 13 February 2010
remember that time
can i get another dose of euphoria?
because for a short while i felt so happy
and another line solved the down after.
but now i have a headache and threw up and it's cold
and the low is back again.
oh well, another bag tomorrow
because for a short while i felt so happy
and another line solved the down after.
but now i have a headache and threw up and it's cold
and the low is back again.
oh well, another bag tomorrow
Sunday, 7 February 2010
fuck
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
my chest hurts real bad right now and i was having an incredible night until i saw that but ive got alcohol and tissues and a bad cold and now i can cry in peace cause now he wont try and ow fuck this hurts
my chest hurts real bad right now and i was having an incredible night until i saw that but ive got alcohol and tissues and a bad cold and now i can cry in peace cause now he wont try and ow fuck this hurts
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
