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wel, i argued a lot tonight, did things i shouldnt of. and then, i realised what i had done.
there is now blood, dripping on my keyboard, my desk, my top, my trousers. I D I O T why cant i just die. and before any of you post worried posts, i havent slit my wrists. i promised Lau i wouldn't so i haven't. even though i'm drunk as a mo' fcka, i wont ( Read more... )

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Hospital today..eep...scared.

Hmmm i dont think so somehow.

A: im far too petite and frail looking to look like a wrestler

B: My best GIRL friends are Laura and Izzy, i don't fancy them,

C: TELL ME WHAT MY FAMILY THINK, BITCH, ILL FUCK YOU UP!

ITS ALL BOLLOCKS. ALL OF IT RAAAAAAAAAR

My Mum thinks i'm an alcoholic, hahaha. she said

"18 year old girls cannot devour a bottle of southern comfort and a bottle of vodka in an hour and not be ill"

hahaha oh how i laughed.

Bettie Ford Clinic, here i come...