total empathy and understanding. when we take the words right out of each other’s mouths.
i like the smiths. i don’t like that boy who is supposed to be a good friend but hasn’t replied to my messages for a week. do you think you’re too good for me? your insides are ugly and i’m glad i never let myself fall in love with you. i like being on holidays at home, but i don’t like that i don’t get to be in my room. last night i slept on the lounge - my grandfather is adorning my bed. i like that i have been reading again, and i like that i have got my art box out, and there is mess all over the dining table. it makes me feel better. i wish it made me feel totally better. i don’t like that i feel guilty if i don’t train twice a day. i don’t like that confusion in my mind when i’m too tired to do anything, but i need to exercise. mum says it’s a compulsion, and it’s unhealthy. i’m talking to my best friend’s boyfriend on facebook. he’s pretty shady, and i’m worried that he’ll hurt her, but he’s keeping my mind off things for the moment. i like that.