Apple bottom jeans...

Boots with the fur?
ugh. fur.
Soo

havent written in a while.
I had a savage night on Friday. After me and Rich had talks the other day, I told him I thought it would be a good idea if we had a break for a bit as me being around clearly has a negative effect on him.

SO i figured it would be cool for us to not see each other for a bit and be sensible about it - he had work evenings and could see his mates in the day and I would just sort my living arrangements and job out.

But then we were meant to see each other briefly on Friday. But we didnt. I sat around a lot that day and thought a lot about bad things.

A text from Mike was all it took to get me all riled up and wanting to go out and get plastered. So I did.
It would have been alright if Georgie hadnt rung me. Skank. There were mean texts exchanged and people egging me on, and then I rang Rich.

Big mistake. I was on the phone for an hour and a half, being abusive and horrible and basically spilled my guts about everything. How I felt, how he made me feel etc. He ended up coming to get me. It sucked big time.

We're okay now. I think...hope. If things dont get better then I dunno where we'll go. I hope if anything goes wrong we'll always be friends. Like last night he said if we ever broke up then he wouldnt want it to be over anything stupid like a little disagreement or one of us doing something stupid and everything being bitter and unfriendly.

Hope things are sorted now.



Had a wicked time with Dawn the other night though. Was awesome. Drunkenness and anal sex talks.
What can I say.
I felt obliged.

mahah.