By the looks of things come Tuesday I’ll be homeless again. Having no luck with my referrals to places. Fuck.
I refuse to go back to my dad’s cause his place is a tip and he doesn’t want me. Sofa surfing is not going to do my health any good either. I’m starting to panic again. All I need is somewhere to stay like a hostel or a shared house or some shit.
Ugh, I really hope this is all sorted by Tuesday otherwise I’m going to have a mental break down. Sigh.
Since they’re causing me more pain than worth I decided to take my nipple bars out. They’re just not healing properly and they”ve started migrating and getting really sore.
I’m actually pretty annoyed because I love them to pieces but I can’t physically cope with being in that kind of pain anymore. Sigh.
Two years ago today I lost the greatest woman that I had in my life. She was the most wonderful person you could ever hope to have as a nan. There’s so much that I could write about but I don’t want to ramble on. She was so incredible to me and she taught me to never give up on my dreams and to just follow my heart. She was there for me when my parents weren’t and I miss just poping by her house and drinking tea with her even though I don’t like tea. I’m still a wreck over the fact she passed away but time does heal things. I miss her so much but I know she’s in a better place. I love you nan, Gabrielle Josephine McNally. Thanks for being the most wonderful person that someone could ever hope for
Hi I’m Jam and I think I have a drinking problem… I’ve spent like 300 quid in the last 3 months. That’s really not good. I don’t know why I’m doing it, well I know why but sigh.
do you ever go through those phases where you just don’t feel like talking to anyone for a few days and it’s not because you’re mad or anything you just don’t feel like talking???
(Source: clara-oswald)
Since I moved into this house there has been so much drama and so much shit that has happened. It’s so fucking hard to deal with everything that is going on when you don’t really know yourself. I just want someone to hold me and tell me “It’ll be okay”. I know that won’t make much difference but it would be so nice and maybe, just maybe I won’t have another breakdown. I really don’t want to have another breakdown.
I’m so excited that I get away with my brobri for a few days to Manshizzle because I’ll be able to kind of forget about everything that has happened in the last 2 months. I just want to go there and not come back if I’m honest. It would be so wonderful to start over again in my favourite city but with everything going on I just can’t do that right now and it fucking sucks. I want to move forward with my life and not have this black cloud of shit following me around, ugh. I am just sigh.
