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Sunday, June 26th, 2005

(2 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:1:06 am.
my baby was due this week

didn't quite woerk out which day, but today tomorrow or tuesday

i cannot stop saying it

i should be a mummy

any day now. any fucking day.

Wednesday, March 30th, 2005

(4 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:12:11 am.
is there really any fucking need for anyone but drew?

there's always someone so much fucking better than me. nobody gives one fucking shit. i don't fucking care what anyone says, i'm not a bad person. i've made my share of mistakes like everyone else. every fucking time someone makes me feel special, they fuck off. i've spent fifteen fucking years waiting to have an everlasting connection with someone and it won't ever fucking happen. i'm sorry i'm so fucking boring and bitchy, i'm not much fun to be around, but i've always tried to be a good friend, honest and non judgemental, but nobody gives a shit about that.

from now on i love drew and i'm not gonna make any effort trying for anyone else, you wanna hang out that's fine i want to too it'l be fun, but i mean fuck all to anyone but drew so don't ever fucking pretend.

gay myspace breaking. i don't like it on here.

Friday, February 18th, 2005

Time:11:23 am.
i know i said this was it, but i really feel like venting one last thing.

at least i know i'm a cunt.

Wednesday, December 1st, 2004

(5 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:11:54 pm.
*one day drew and his little brother david were watching 'Neighbours', when they broke into conversation about Skye and Lana*

david: are they friends?
drew: yes, and soon they're going to lezz off.
david: what does lezz off mean?
drew: it's when two girls do things together that they shouldn't.
david: oooh, i'd like that.


Tuesday, November 30th, 2004

(3 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:10:44 am.
Schpunk was, errrr? I got drunk very quickly (as did Jay), we stumbled around and danced lots, Dean (creepy guy from Tavern) was there and he would not leave me alone :| Until I said "all my boyfriend's mates are here" and he said "I thought he was your ex?" and I said "no..." and he just disappeared. Hahaha. I think he'd seen me with Greg and it scared him. Had a heart to heart with Jay which was nice, and then got all upset and sat in the toilets for ages until Ellie came to recue me, except that didn't do much good so then Jay appeared, and I left my little hole and went and spoke to Renny for ages, which was also nice. After we left Greg and Ellie had another bust up so me and Jay were stuck sitting freezing in the car for ages, but I fell asleep and didn't wake up til I was home and seemingly even more drunk than when I was still there.

It was all a bit poo, really.

Work on sunday was a bit crap. Work yesterday was alright, not so busy I couldn't cope but not so quiet I was bored. OOOOOH get this, as of thursday I'm working 10 hours a day monday, tuesday, thursday, friday and saturday, 6 hours sunday and four hours wednesdays every day until christmas. JOY :| I'm going to die. But lots of extra money so that's good. I'm meant to be going out all the time over the next few weeks though (Prodg friday, Tavern on the 11th, Pacific Edge 15th, Freak at some point, blah blah blah) so I have no idea how I'm gonna survive, I need to go to Slimes at some point as well, and me Jay Jayne and whoever else we're gonna drag were gonna go Fabric as well HMMMMMMMMMMMM) Lots of stuff. Ahh, and probably Chrimbo work do. I dunno. All in the name of good fun.

PAYMOTHERFUCKINGDAY WOOOOOOO!!!! Okay £120 of which goes to Drew's mum, £180ish goes towards chrimble prezzies, lots of money for food and crap... but still. I'm gonna get my hair and nails done and maybe buy a pair of jeans but that is all Chloe's getting this month. Some ebay cheques have come through though so that is good, WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CINCHER, I want my cincher, nowwww!!!!!!!!!!! I also need to get fabric for Drew to make pretty clothes, I might go to Rommie tomorrow just to spend all my wages. Oh, I don't know. My tummy hurts, I need to go to the doctors, I'm still hurting which is bad cos I shouldn't be and I was a bit further along than when people usually miscarry so it makes me think something's wrong. on top of that my lungs are ready to explode and something needs to be done cos it's just getting worse, I don't want it to be like last year when running from the chip shop to the station after freak would turn me into a wheezing mess until I got home and could take 50 puffs on Phoebe's inhaler before I was with the living again, RAAAH everything about me is crap, I wish my body wasn't so fucked, it's all just little crap that nothing much can be done about but they all mingle together until I can do fuck all.

Work at 2. PANTS.

Monday, November 22nd, 2004

(1 slice paper wrist | wish for wings that work)

Time:11:22 pm.
Byebye, most.

This has all become too heavy for general viewing.

Wednesday, March 10th, 2004

(11 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:2:48 am.
tonight, matthew...
i'm going to be REALLY FUCKING DRUNK!!!!!
eurgh. i think i'm gonna puke.
kisses xxxx

Friday, January 30th, 2004

(2 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:10:50 pm.
i'm the shittiest person in humanity.

Friday, September 5th, 2003

(17 slice paper wrists | wish for wings that work)

Time:1:42 am.
friends only

don't add me unless i add you first or you know me (and even then don't think i'm gonna add you back)

i don't trust you.

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