If I didn’t have work to go to last Saturday morning I wouldn’t have left my house in 5 days straight. I’ve not spoken to anyone, except those people in the shop on Saturday and my mum and dad over Skype, in five whole days. I’ve worn a different variation of pyjamas every day, been on the treadmill twice, watched too many shit films on sky, made an apple crumble, and that’s about it. I think one person has text me, two people have ignored my texts, someone phoned me by accident, i’ve opened three or four snapchats.
I am fucking lonely. I am bored, I’m fed up and I really really need a change. I’m 23 in a month. Fuck this!
(Hello tumblr, it’s been a while)