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people don't know me half as well as they think they do. i'm so sick of getting drunk too, yeah it's fun but surely there's more to life? or am i living under the persona of crazy drunk bitch forever?
i have £2 to my name, brighton has been shit already, i hate everyone, i miss everyone, i never thought i'd be homesick for kent (well mainly laura, the 8, my cat & parents. & a clean bathroom & kitchen) but i AM.

i'm also pissed off because i'm always taken for granted, i go out of my way to help people and sometimes i feel like people really don't give a shit.

MOAN MOAN MOAN BLAHBLAHBLAH this is reallllly annoyingssfjfdfd

here's a disco cat. i wish i had a disco cat.



hopefully my bad mood will pass and i'll find money for friday night. till then i'm going to sit in bed eating peanut butter on toast, feeling fat, ill & miserable. i should probably watch jeremy kyle or something, it'll make me feel better about my life. sweet.