it's six in the fucken morning!

eating a pie and drinking my favourite drink irn bru, just got a lovely message from my amazing best friend sister Joanna.

Called Martina but my phone died (don't hate me LOL!)

This feels like a diary, but the whole world can see it if they want to... wow. is that bad?

i think later i'll post the lyrics i wrote yesterday, it's basically about me killing myself in my own disstructive way, and not being able to stop

oh yeah and i miss Martina.
and i wanna see Martina
and i miss Joanna
and i wanna see Joanna

Hmmm

you two come to Scotland, Joanna can have the couch, Martina and me will sleep in jacks bed;D
hahhaha kidden...

or am i...


WEIRD POST FTW

now im going to spy on joannas blog

muahahaha