Soo.... I end up going out on my own dragging an old frend once i got into town to pubs, meetingup with my bessi who got plastered, went to Rock City drank lots of shots which made me sick wondered off into the darkness to mcdees waited at tram stop, puked cause some women started peeling an orange got on tram got home sleep.
I've been feeling shit all week, I've noticed who my friends are.... Just Tian (and her bf) Everyone else is family.
I'm not attractive anymore, I went shopping on thursday in 3hours i couldnt find anything i liked or that fitted, then went to New Look where i found out my true FAT size 16. So now I've even more depressed than I was.
I cant wait until Sam gets his own place cause I'm sick of having him here, I pay for everything, £20 a fortnight isnt enough thats not even half the gas an electric that he uses, never mind the food.
today I get back to seeing his band gear on the sofa an he's fucked off out, is it too much to bastardly ask to put it in the conservatory out of harms way of our child, in fact I think I'll go back to saying My child. easpically when he knows he isnt gonig to be in all evening.
So I've chucked it all into the conservatory, locked the door and kept the key in.
Cause I'm sorry god knows who he's sleeping with and i don't wanna know if he has, cause fuck knows what he does with his day, he need to get independent and fuck off and look after himself, I'm sick of always thinking of others cause it never helps me.
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