I repeat myself alot, too much if anything.
Schools just playing me. I know theres not long left but its enough to drive me nuts.
Im not happy, but i am?
Im comparing this to my horse,
He's stuck in a stable all day eating hay, chewing away at the same old shit,
Day in day out.
Thats how I feel.
Ive got to the point where I need to stop worrying about others,
Ive finally noticed who I can be,
I dont need to be dragged down.
Anyway Im going to spend Friday in tomorrow.
Do an hour of textiles first, come home and do pookie (depending on weather)
then watch what Katie did next (cos she's awesome <3)
then listen to Frank Turner all evening while tackling some CW.
Id rather be out getting drunk though.
Ah just Fuck Off. Fuck right off I do not care.
Thanks :)
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