Rah :3 i went to sleeps last night at 7, woke up at 11 with a bunch of texts. replied to some. got a phone call from danny at about 12. He was lying in fairlands looking at trees and wanted me to go and get stoned with him. he was all “so you’re in bed with 3 duvets you said? and a heater? and …. are you shivvering???” :( so yeah i couldnt go see danny and i was like
“are you coming out on friday?”
“its your birthday, of course i am!!”
“you coming round mine on the saturday?”
“…i thought i was your date”

I FORGOT ABOUT THAT ;D
and then i slept more.
then i woke up, got some lemsip and watched movies.
and here i am at 8… sleepy.

I can’t believe it hasn’t even been a week and i’m back to normal. I get over some stuff far too easy. So when people say “get over it” and “its easier said than done” i guess for me it really isn’t. Things seem bad but thats only if you think of them that way. At the end of the day nothing really matters.