Jul 16, 2011 02:02
Just got back from drinks and Karaoke with the ones from work. I had three champagne cocktails but was not drunk. I left them very worse for wear.
An email, sent to my best friend Emily Anne in Belfast:
Just got back from drinks and karaoke with the people I work with. They're all very friendly, and I totally like them well enough but...all it ever makes me think is that I remember when I used to go to bars with people I love and have actual conversations, instead of going to bars with people I know and talking while they wait for their turn to start talking again.
Nights like this, I really miss my life.
(I'm coming over - end of August/beginning of September. I need you guys <3)
I love you, I love you.
We are boats, remember.
We are pirates.
x
When I was twenty-five, I moved home and left my whole life behind. And most of the time, it's fine. It really is. But, sometimes, I miss it. What I had. Who I was.
Like I haven't figured out how I am now, in the ashes.
It's probably time to go to sleep.
P.S ♥