yesterday, chemistry & english. today, maths & history. tomorrow, french & biology.

( living in photographs. )

calling out for pain relief, painkillers, pain control. dull the ache & numb the shake. my drugs are legal & i'm doing them fast. i starve to know i can. (though i'm hungry until you're mine). yeah, we always thought control was key. it's like the doors been slammed on my fingers one-too-many times & i can't shed the bruised fingernails. black & ( Read more... )

thursday. i had the aforemented english exam. then in the evening i was texting my darling, drunkard boyfriend. 'hey luff bop of election we couldnt jawm so po inpted i decided to get dunk! wot u doin jude?' & 'we r in a field takin bad promon pics for p band cos we r eno!'. <3

friday. on arriving at school for my rs exam, i unfortunately bumped ( Read more... )

i had my english exam today. & it was surprisingly more difficult than i expected. the text was a huge long piece from a history book, & one of the questions was judging an independent picture. it was so much like a history exam, analysing sources & historical references. i seemed to spend far too much time on various questions instead of others. ( Read more... )

this cd is totally making me come.

last week was half term. monday: i went to see heidi & gareth, etc. do an acoustic set in the vaults with jude. then i went to ferdi's & we walked his dogs along the canal, then met up with a load of friends by the pool, after which he came back to mine to hang out for a bit. it was good actually, we had a really good chat about stuff. tuesday: ed ( Read more... )

i wish it was video night.

girl you've got to stand up for your rights... rights? rights? we don't have rights!

i miss my boooyy <3 ( Read more... )

& your taste still lingers on my lips like i just placed them upon yours, & i starve, i starve for you. <3

had a good day yesterday. 'shrewsbury diy piss up' in the quarry, then the last clunes gig & 27 at brady's. all in all was pretty good. ended up having a wonderful night. (& earlier part of today). not going into much detail ( Read more... )

every time i see your face i, i get all shy, i admit it. i paint you then in shades of gold. i'll give it to your child when you're older. when you sleep you look like a goddess. shakespeare wrote about you in his sonnets, thats why everytime i see your face i, i get all shy i admit it. i'm better than that, i'm not like romeo, i'm more like prince ( Read more... )