February 2012
7 posts
So, there was this guy named Joey sitting next to me who looked like Ash Stymest except with freckles (which is even freaken’ cuter)
and he was talking to me
and I felt like I died and went to heaven. Yep.
Mentioning in your Facebook status that “there is plenty of fish in the sea” was a great way of telling me you are full of fucking shit. Thank you.
I’m starting to believe I have some kind of amnesia. I don’t recall any memories before I moved to this town. I read past text messages from old friends and I honestly feel like it’s someone else’s conversation and I’m starting to not recognise their faces anymore. I’m not sure if it’s just my mind going blank but it’s been about two days now and...
I need more friends.
Not for support but distraction from old, bad habits.
that feeling you get when you just know everything is going down hill from here.
I said I wanted to be more outgoing and friendly but now I miss my old depressing days of being anti-social, listening to Blink 182, playing computer games and cuddling my cat.
I want to strangle the people in this household.