i feel alright. i’m tired. i’m in pain. i sound like a man, but my minds alright.

i have cuts all over my hand and i covered my kitchen in blood from a massive nosebleed last night, but i’m alriiiiight aha.

Last night someone asked me why i was being off with him etc, i said it wasnt personal i just don’t feel myself, but it’s also i don’t wanna be someone you can just have fun with but never commit to. i’m not my sister.

But last night was gooooood. Although it was a bit awkward with
1) sisters ex who used to like me and vice versa.
2) my ex who i slapped 2 weeks ago and caused beeeeef
3) guy i ahem, hooked up with not too long ago.
and
4) some other dickhead boy who we don’t mention.
and they were all dancing with us, and someone went “claire why dont you dance?”
IT WAS AWKWARD. AHA. :(
then jaz was on stage breakdancing ahaha. but i ran over to this guy i had been talking to all night cause he was standing by himself and i was like :|
“you smell of davidoff cool water right? “
“Yeah how did you know “
“oh erm…. some guy…used to wear that…hmm”
“i have others “
“orly”
XD i took a random picture of him last week, saw him in the smoking area like
“HI IS THIS YOU”
”:| why do you have a photo of me”
“0=)” ahhaha
And then i got homeeeee and he phoned me and we were on the phone for like 3 hours and it was weirddddddd. he was all “aha you’ll think im a right dick but i didnt actually expect you to have a personality like you do”
”:| what?”
“you know… meet girls in clubs and theyre usually brain dead where as we’ve spoke for 3 hours and i’m not bored yet”

yeah. boys. weird.
Uni, fuck it.
Adam, fuck you.

I win.
I alllllways win.