Just found my bow and arrow for my costume behind the sofa, obviously someone had done it when they crashed the other night and didn’t have the guts to tell me. I literally cannot stand dishonesty and disrespect, I take too much of it. I feel pretty taken advantage of from a lot of people recently and it’s going to stop.
I love the conversations I have with Jodie. They range from long-standing banter where we rip each other to shreds and take on different personalities whilst going about our daily business, to the most in-depth and thought-provoking conversations about life. In the space of twenty minutes we have went from talking about our Catholic upbringings, our opinions of religion and our future husbands to measuring the biggest dick we’ve ever had on Jodie’s detachable notebook ruler.
So tomorrow night is my last night of being a teenager. And I’m saying goodbye in style. I’m going to doll up, tank up, go to Sub Club with all the best guys and bid farewell to the messiest, most fucked up and happiest years of my life. I can only hope that I have learnt from those times, and that my good friends who have stuck by me all the while are the ones that I will have in my life for years to come.
But I know I will just wake up the next day with a hangover, no wiser than I was at nineteen..
say you catch your boyfriend shaggin another burd (or vice versa)
who would you batter?
your partner or the other person?
i’d batter the girl cause i’m a jealous fuck
Good question. I wouldn’t batter her, I would be hurt by my boyfriend for straying. So I wouldn’t smash either of them, I would have an old school BFMV ‘Tears Don’t Fall’ breakdown and throw water on them and pretend it is petrol so they shit themselves and then I’d walk away laughing. AND THAT’LL BE THAT!