Oh shit! I only just got this. Yeah I’ll get on it. For anyone who’s interested in my reviewing side of things I’m doing reviews for a website called Electric Banana so they’ll definitely be more regular reviewing things. I’ll post those reviews here too.
(We also used to play Hitman but I didn’t tell anyone that ‘cause my Mum would of freaked)
I would just like to say…
Luke, your Dad was seriously one of the coolest, cleverest and most interesting people I’ve ever met.
I remember when I used to go round to Luke’s when I was a little kid and he use to cook us pancakes EVERY time because pancakes fucking RULED and Chris was soooooo awesome at making them and we used to play that name a fish, name a tree etc game and then watch The Simpsons with Rocky.
And he used to tell the most interesting of stories.
Man, I used to LOVE going to Luke’s when I was a tot.
And I feel terrible because a few days ago I went for a walk with Luke. I was in a bad way and he listened to me moan about my shitty little life.
Then he invited me back to his and I declined because I didn’t want to be a burden anymore.
I wish I had said yes now. I wish I could have thanked that man for inspiring me as a kid.
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Sophie I miss you! Come back, you have missed so much and drunken times aren't the same without my fellow munchkin! Love youuuu!
Awww Shannon! I miss you too! It’s reading week the week after next so I should be home, we should try and arrange a gathering!
You still feel the same because you dress the same.
I decided on my lecture-free day that I was going to catch up on the Glee episodes that I’ve missed and I really really wish that I didn’t now.
I forgot that Rachel had gone to college and left Finn behind.
I found myself digging my nails into my face when I saw Brittany lying down on her bed just eyeing up Skype, waiting for Santana to come online.
I’m pretty sure I mimic that everyday.
And then there was when I went to see Perks of being a Wallflower on Monday.
I sunk ashamedly into my seat when one character confessed of how he always got drunk as a excuse to be with the person he loved and then denied everything the next day.
And then the scene when Sam and Charlie said goodbye to each other was just the final straw.
I thought this would get easier but it’s really really not and if I’m honest, I’m not coping all that well.
“I just think it’s bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees her is better than she actually is. And I think it’s bad when the most honest way a boy can look at a girl is through a camera.”
I’m really moved by this story. I’ve just got home from seeing the film and I’m utterly horrified at myself for not reading the book sooner.
I want to express something more than just “I miss you” but I struggle to put it into words.
I feel like a part of me has been torn off and locked up and I’m just an empty vessel.
I’m not entirely myself without you.
I’m not the best possible person I can be.
I feel like at any second you’re going to reach over my shoulders and hug me from behind or pounce on me when I’m not looking at wrestle.
But you’re not and you don’t.
I waiting for something that I know just won’t happen anymore.
‘Cause you’re not here.
And it’s honestly utterly devastating.
And every week they look at me all expectantly like there’s something seriously wrong with me for not liking it.
In reflection, today’s been nice.
But let’s say today is my last day.
Who wants their last day to be nice?
And who knows whether it’s my last day?