Theres so much I wanna say, but sometimes feel I can’t. I really think i need someone to talk to.
Dear the writers of desperate housewives
WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KILL MIKE. YOU SON OF A BITCHES. WHY DID YOU RIP MY HEART OUT EVEN MORE THAN IT WAS. FIRST YOU’RE GONNA KILL OFF KAREN AND NOW MIKE. WHY?!
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Chris has this poster in his room. It looks really creepy in the dark
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I love Louis Theroux.
“I’m really afraid to feel happy because it never lasts.”
Andy Warhol (via c0litas)So in 3 sleeps time I go back to Leicester. I’m kinda dreading it.
Don’t get me wrong I miss my friends & Chris so much. I’m just really starting to hate uni. I don’t like my course anymore, but feel like its way too late to do anything about it. I hate how I’m hardly in uni so I have nothing to do. And what I hate most, I hate how I don’t have my own space.
I love living with Chris & I’ve become really good friends with the two girls he lives with, but sometimes I wish I didn’t have to stay there all the time and I could have my own space. I keep telling myself it’ll get better next year cuz I’ll have my own room and stuff, but sometimes I miss me and Chris living in separate places. I know I know, I do actually have my own room in a flat I don’t go to. But as I fell out with the people I lived with, I don’t really wanna go back there and just sit in my room and be too scared to go out of it/into the kitchen in case I bump into them.
I think I now just love being at home. I’ve had a great time at home. Although I’ve been working crazy hours, I’ve loved having a job again. And seeing all my work friends. And my home friends. I’ve never been bored while I’ve been here, I’ve always had something to do. I just feel a bit guilty that I’m not excited to go back to Leicester. Especially when Chris talks to me about how he can’t wait to see me and stuff, and I just feel like I wanna stay here and have my own space still. I miss him I really do, just I’ve got used to sleeping in the middle of a double bed by myself, having choice of TV programmes, general girlyness, and just being by myself. It’s gonna be really odd going back again.
Sorry for my massive ramble, I just needed a rant.
