The real me. Hi.
I’ve been productive, lol! For my pal Sanae. Btw I am back now :D This is for Sanae and her love Marco :-)
Hope you guys read this lol! I have been writing, see? :)))
I’m being terrible and taking liberties here but I can’t begin to update properly for a while yet. I have personal issues and I am on holiday next week so I am really hoping to get everything sorted out for the beginning of June.
Applies for this blog too.
And this one. Sorry.
I did update so yay! I will update again in the week :))
I’ve been offline for ever because my mum once again took my laptop but I am back and I am going to begin updates again very shortly. By that I mean within the next two days. Thanks for the unbelievable amount of patience you guys have shown.
I know that I am taking ages to get ‘to the good stuff’ (sorry Orgasms anon!) but I am going to write that part this week. Remind me with daily messages if you have to and bug me until it gets done. I can be lazy when I get home from work so bug me until I do it! And I will do my best to update a lot more because I know it’s not fair to you guys. I do have time after work, I just don’t make the best of that time.
No. I am not done but I don’t have much time either. I will be back tomorrow.
I feel like I am losing my mind. I’ve only lived in this city for seven months and already I am in love. I am happy here. I have a job at last and an actual friend. Everyone knows how hard it is for me to make friends. But now my mother is deciding to put her boyfriend first ahead of us and, even though it’s because of him we’re here in the first place, I wish that for once she actually considered us in all of this. She is moving back to London, disrupting my sister’s GCSEs for the third time meaning she will probably fail and I will be without my apprenticeship. I finally felt happy. But now I am the selfish one. I know she has reasons to return but the fact that it took her ten minutes or less to agree to screw everything up because she cares more about her boyfriend than me just hurts.
And I had to write it here because she stalks my tweets.