Friday.

I'm back. I'll turn seventeen on friday which is insane.. Seventeen at last. I'd love to be seventeen I think it's a great age and it's my favourite number as well (?). It'll be a cool day, the girls are coming after school and before P.E and at night my sis' coming, it'll be a blast. Then, I'll have a great weekend too, I might get together with Pup on saturday and on sunday it's family day. I'm not excited about being 17 though, at least for now, because I know that I'll be thrilled on friday. One of my lovely presents is Humbug ♥ (it's the only one I actually wanted haha). So, that has changed my week, since I've been having the most shitty couple of weeks of my life. I have to be happy. Thanks for buying me the cd mom.

I thought I saw you in The Rusty Hook, huddled up in a wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look, and kissed whoever was sitting there
He was close and he held me very tightly until I asked awfully politely
"Please, can I call you his name?"

HUMBUG: you've changed my fucking week ♥

Parasite.

I'm ill, and boring. And I have nowt to do. I think I'll go to school tomorrow. Dunno yet.

Another sentimental argument and bitter love. Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud. Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone. The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride.

Blood, sex and booze.

♥

I'm having an off day.

And my blog's dying. I've never been an open person, so, the sessions are quite difficult, frustrating and weird. I feel like crying, I need someone.