Well, my last entry was happy, wasn't it?? Grr, I'm pretty pissed off about this MCR tour at the minute. Ash said her mam really likes MCR, so maybe we could all go together, the three of us. That would rock, it really would! 'Cos Ash is one of my best friends, and her mam is mint too (we're planning to run away to Mexico!!). And plus, MCR are the ( Read more... )

I can't believe the party for one of my best friends had to be one of the worst. Reason? I dunno, could be something to do with Lauren being the most pathetic person I've ever come across in my life. All she seemed to do on Friday night was bitch about me- and she knew I could hear her. Y'know what? I'm not the one who's arsed in the end- yea okay ( Read more... )

"A silver blade to cut your lips
You scream "I love you".
You parade my broken heart
Your pride and Joy
Your little toy"

That's something I found today, from a poem I wrote on Thursday. I dunno why I wrote it, it just appeared in my head. Weird how that always happens with me. I guess if I could sing or play an instrument better than "well", I'd make a ( Read more... )

Well, last night was a load of shit ( Read more... )