My mum has been looking after my cat for less than 24hrs and she's lost him.

Hell will rain down from the skies

The fact that I cant think of anything much to write here pretty much sums up life for the past 3 months. Long and drawn out. Work is the same as ever, solitary and mindless. But a job I cant imagine giving up. My friends are unavailable, or ask too much of me. Isolation would be my biggest battle, perhaps loneliness, but i find myself most wanting ( Read more... )

bruising my ego in return i suppose i shouldnt really be surprised. not a word for days, then a 'wot ya up to?' after I was already at work. he's going to the simpsons with hayden today, after taking his girlfriend last night. Recalling the conversation just making white noise behind my eyes. originally almost enough for blinding anger, rejection ( Read more... )

What an absolute mess ( Read more... )

So things are strange at the moment - i was going to say slow, but my life doesnt really understand that word at the moment. Strange is it's comfort zone, so strange is where it's at ( Read more... )

how the weekend began ( Read more... )

Feeling too sick to move the idea of going home to a house filled with the aroma of mesclun doesnt sound at all appealing. Infact it just makes me more feel more sick, even miles away from the retched smell ( Read more... )

Boys are stupid.

That is all.

I really wish mason hadnt used the word 'inevitable ( Read more... )

My mother's a lunatic. I unsuccessfully turn my car around in my backyard, and clip the corner of the house. This hooks my bumper, and rips it half off. I get the bumper back on, infact better than it was on before, and text her saying 'caught my bumper, ripped it half off, got it back on but for a few minutes it wasnt pretty ( Read more... )