You did NOT just say that.

"You only do it for attention."

Funny; you do the same thing and don't even bother hiding it.

Just so freaking terrified.

H is taking all my blades off me tomorrow. She told me I have to promise to give them all up.

A Pounding Head Doesn't Make For A Good Sleep Buddy

It's twenty past two in the morning and I woke up three hours ago.
Insomnia's a bitch.

Home Sweet Home... ugh.

Well. I'm back.

It's All About To Hit The Fan

Kia Ora mis amigos.

In three sleeps I'll be wrapping up warm and heading to the airport to go to Wellington, under the rather watchful  eyes of the year thirteens.

Things are spinningg

It 's a panic attack and I know that. I can't breathe properly; well I can but I think I've lost the will to. I've made excuses and said goodnight to the people I was texting and I'm completely alone typing as fast as I cann because if I get my thoughts down then maybe next time will be easier.