I hate how quickly things can go from good to rubbish. I hate feeling like I make tonnes of effort for nothing in return. I hate feeling lonely. I want my best friend to be back here so I can get drunk with her and talk to her about anything in the world. Everything is poo
Had such a loooovely weekend with my boyfriend. Not only is he my boyfriend but he is my best friend. I can tell him anything, knowing that he won’t judge/make fun and he always always makes me feel better. He is the nicest person I have ever met and I am exceptionally proud of him and lucky to have him as my boyfriend.