everything is fucked up.
one of the only constants in my life has gone, and it feels so strange. i have to keep reminding myself what has happened. i hate this. i hate myself. i hate always fucking everything up. but surely she is overreacting? surely. everyone has bad days, and yesterday was one of mine. i apologise for thinking about someone other than her for a day.
but i did apologise, even though i didn't have anything to apologise for. but i did, because she is important to me. and she ignored me.
i feel sick. i want to cry. i'm off today, but what about tomorrow? and the day after? and the next 3 years? fuck.
fuck.
fuck.
fuck.
fuck.
how did it end up like this?
About Me
- hannah.
- i'm complicated. i like things you wouldn't expect me to like. like politics, music so loud it hurts my ears, jack wills, cats, floral things, the maccabees and black coffee. but at the end of the day, i'm just another silly little girl with a silly little blog.
i don't know
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this always cheers me up :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Wi1d0FNgdQ&feature=related