hungover as fuck.
Most hungover ive been in 6 months .
i seriously cannot trust myself with vodka, a short dress and a party full on non lesbians. I was hitting on this girl who had a really dykey haircut , but then i realised that she was the new straight girlfriend of one of my guy friends
I was so shocked , but then i thought of Andrea Gibsons poem , Jewellery Box and the line ” I can gurantee a haircut will never tell you anyrhing about someone’s gender, who they love, or how they fuck” …………It really is so fucking true.
What should i eat/ drink to feel better/ somethubg that will stay down?
"If love did not exist, i would be so goddamn sane"
I wish you had never left.
Dear M.
Its been 4 months since we broke up, and im still not over you.
PLEASE do me a favour and stop making it so hard for me, by flaunting the fact you are so over me and are having such great fun without me.
I hate the fact that i can’t look at a pretty girl with short brown hair and not think of you. I miss fan-girlin’ over The L word with you, i miss your 3 am phone calls when you couldnt sleep, and neither of us could sleep because we had grown accustomed to holding each other while we slept.
And i wish you were here, i wish you had never left. But mostly i wish you well, I wish you my very,very best
xxx- soph
"I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through"
Andrea Gibson- Jelly Fish. Truly amazing
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