pride weekend was awesome, we drank drinks with edible glitter & danced lots blahblahblah. the hangover day was even better, about 10 of us in one room with no tv/music just tcp, paper and pens (for death notes) & our own sick, delirious minds. gone fisting?
i hate being home now, i hate being alone, i hate having fuck all to do, i hate that i'm moving out of brighton next week, i hate that i'm moving out of england next month. what the fuck, what the fuck.
joined lovefilm. i'm so alone. kent is the worst.
plus side, watching rachel and joey kiss in friends. i don't care what anyone says, their little relationship was so, so perfect and satisfying. plus they play interpol when it first happens. dreamy.
someone give me something fun to do, i'm going out of my mind with boredom. invite me somewhere good, i will be there in a second! (or two)
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