Swagger

Hi guys.

First of all sorry I'm not replying any comments on the last post, I didn't even read them. I don't even want to look at that post. It feels like one of those things I would write while intoxicated then wake up and be ashamed of. But it's been many days now and I'm still hungover.

Went clubbing yesterday, was really tipsy and towards the end of the night I became really emotional. It started when the Bf sent me an ordinary, good-night-take-care-don't-be-too-slutty message. I got really choked up at that cause I guess it hit me how much I'd feel his absence when he leaves. Anyway, the Doppelgänger stayed over at my place later. We're friends now. Lol

I would write dramatically in stunning emotional detail about what happened but this is a new laptop and I don't want to cry over its keypad. The conclusion is that he didn't get into masters, leaving real soon and I really don't know what to do or how to feel.

In other words, watch this space.

Trainwreck coming through.