'I want to get away...

...to our sweet escape.'
-gwen stefani + akon, sweet escape.

I'm so bloody sorry that you had it tough. But that doesn't mean you
have to run away or speak to me like i'm trash. You run away, you're
weak.
So i turned out fine, you screwed up. I guess i got it right then? So
listen to me!
ARGH. I want to go back to this time last week. And lets try NOT to
make an arse of myself this time.

The gig was amazing. I started crying while i was singing. It was the
first time i properly cried for him. If i decided to 'have fun' at the
weekend i probably would have hidden in my room in floods of tears
because you looked so much like him... Creepy i know. Except he uses
way less product. But thats hormones for you. It only hit me when i
got home and saw all our pictures on my wall... So i might not have
started crying. I guess we'll never know.

oh and it's all come back now... And i am so sorry. That's the last
time i over medicate.

Jimmy finally gave up. He found someone else. One of the Edinburgh
Engels... Who i actually used to be friends with.

During the thunder storm last night i lost all my reception so i
thought no one loved me because i got no texts... Yet i was the one
berated today because i didn't reply... Apparently.

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