Its like running from a firework- the chance of getting hit.
Im going to make this blog private soon. I dont like everyone reading this and im going to mainly use it instead of a diary for the simple reason that i can never be bothered to write; typing is easier.
People are so rude and expect too much.
Why try so hard to be something you are not. I've stopped making such an effort now. Im fed up with contradiction and all that jazz.
I've stopped caring about what people think.
Trying hard at school has become important and I'm determined to get my EMA for once haha.
My list is slowly getting crossed off and I'm definitely getting there.
I want a nice job for christmas, it doesnt necessarily have to be a christmas job; I just want the whole late christmasy evenings with the decorations.
Maaan i love clothes
and shoes
and cheap coats
and weird bags.
I feel like ive matured a bit recently and not going to piss about anymore.
I also feel like i bore people to the point that they cant be bothered to talk to me anymore. Maybe i am boring? greatt.
Im losing friends that i dont want to.
All it is that i dont want to keep going out and spending money on a load of bollox. I'm going out and getting dressed up and not needing a coat. EMOTIONAL
One of them moods.
Probably being boring again.
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