. 12 days to go

Had a tough weekend. 
But we sorted it out together
Things aren't okay,
but they are.
I'm going to stand by him,
because the things he has given up for me
its insane.
I love him.
I hope these bad times go away.


I started packing today.
12 days to go... 

♥

On the phone to him...  I love him (:

Air infiltrated, putrid,




clouded with murky smoke.




 Darkness overwhelms,




 envelopes on the retreating silhouette.




 Sounds regarding similarities to a 




screeching bird, 




vibrate frequencies through out the still 




night. 




The humid chill approaching in the 




distance. 

*dislikes*

I don't like my blog, its ugly and meaning less. I want a new one... 
Or for it to some how appear to be decent.


Hmm, stress is making me a bitch.


I've been thinking that me and my boyfriend will break up when I move
in with him... WHO THINKS THAT? 
Poor guy, I'm such a baaaatch.


-.-


Also, I gained weight...
so now I feel like a chunky blob!
 D:  D:


Today my old bestfriend came back to me,
because her boyfriend and her broke up.
Thats one thing I can do right,
is be a good friend.
I was her shoulder to cry on all day...
Mum was a little mad about the make up on my jumper.
Poor girl though, what a horrible thing to happen.
I still love her, even if she ditched me for him.


Exams are in a week, and I still haven't started packing,
which is two weeks away.
Deb is this friday night.
EVERY ONE LETS DANCE!


I need to relax. I hate being sixteen.