It’s horrible being so dependant on someone that the though of losing them drives you mad.
I’m going home tomorrow.
I’ve been looking forward to Summer since I moved to uni, and now I feel like something bad is going to happen.
Went to Manchester today. Fucking loved it. Gutted the uni rejected me, but a return is less than £20 from my new uni. SCORE!
Such a fucking good album. I can’t stop listening to this song.
I just need to appreciate that I have you. I’m fucking lucky.