home alone the night before my birthday music blaring text saying i can help myself to beer life is sweet
i got told off for holding my boyfriend’s hand in school today
had a great lunch for annie’s birthday we sat in the music rooms singing for all of it and sometimes, we actually sounded good it was fun
my boyfriend has great music taste love him even more now and this fucking bass makes it seem 100x better
the bass on my speakers is fucking brilliant it’s vibrating my floor and mum’s getting so pissy but wow
last night was rad got drunk and really enjoyed myself, never not getting drunk again i made a gay best friend and concluded if i married him i’d be called Paige Page became sociable with people i didn’t/barely know succesfully photo bombed a nice photo woke up this morning with “excellent work” stamps all over my left arm, leg and all over my face lovely, thanks jade and...
i am in love with katie’s milf mother
hate being a paranoid little cunt.
got my speakers back from dad, happy happy happy now i can be more of a pain to my neighbours and family by having my music even louder
as much as i love school i hate what it’s doing i feel so distant to you it’s not like it was in summer i’m scared now, scared of what’s happening scared of what will happen i hate that i could hold the tears back those extra few minutes before i got home i hate the stress it’s giving me, changing my actions changing me
oh how my liver will suffer for the next two weekends bina and jade’s on friday - getting fucked annie’s birthday thing on saturday likely through till sunday - getting reasonably fucked luke’s party on my birthday the friday after - getting extremely fucked my birthday gathering thing the next day and again, likely through until sunday - tempted to get fucked
i asked this girl in my r.s what she got for her birthday and she said typical girls things; clothes, makeup, money, bath stuff etc she asked me what i was getting; 4 books, vodka, sherbert and popping candy.
when i spend time with you, it all goes so fast it’s so lovely, yet at the same time upsetting because the faster time goes, the sooner i have to leave you. i like being in your company.
i like writing on peoples skin i like the way the skin indents as you lightly drag your fingers across it i like that it’s easy, when nothing else seems to be.