February 2012
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I hate you and I wish I was dead.
Putting it plain and simple.
I know my tumblr is basically a broken record right now. But I feel very stupid and very ugly right now.
I’m so fucking sick of all this fucking stupid shit in my fucking life.
I’ve cried three times today and it’s 10:40am.
I thought i’d be able to cope better than this. I just can’t hold it together today.
when everything feels terrible and then your best friend calls you and you remember that you love her and everything will be okay :)
my parents are getting divorced
.
My dad is leaving my mother, the woman who has put up with him for all these years for a woman terminally ill with Parkinsons disease.
As long as they’re all happy.
I just don’t know quite how to react.
that moment when you feel so unworthy and untalented and can’t see any light at the end of the tunnel.
so today my doctor told me I might have polycystic ovaries.
I would like to believe this is the light at the end of the tunnel. Apart from the fact I have none of the symptoms, and I was tested for all two months ago. With him.
Oh well.
The production designing that graduation film of ours is coming along well by way…
I feel so ill today.
Swollen, burning sensation in my stomach, nausea and unable to digest anything without chucking it back up.
Doctors Tuesday. If this gets any worse it’ll be another one of those fun trips where I sit in the urgent care clinic for four hours, then they give me a pregnancy test and send me home.
WOO.
I really need to do some work but I literally don’t feel able...
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sometimes I wish I was dead.
make that often. work all fucking day and feel like i’m drowning, come home to misery where I can’t do anything to help.
I’m trying to pick myself up and not cry, I really am. I’m driving myself into the ground workwise because I don’t know how to get through to anybody. It’s a constant fight to get anything done and I wonder is...
I wish you weren’t always asleep when I got home.
I miss you so much.
Marina and the Diamonds- Obsessions →
okay so Tumblr just cheered me up no end.
Nevermind the illness, we have special steak night (8 boys and three girls) chowing down in our tiny kitchen.
Beautiful
my head feels like it’s about to explode. Both my eyes won’t stop twitching, I can’t sleep but i’m exhausted.
Happy Valentines Day.
I know we agreed not to celebrate it. But I really need some kind of warmth and tenderness when we go to sleep. Hug me please. I need something to hold on to.
france: ten
france: twenty
france: thirty
france: forty
france: fifty
france: sixty
france:
france:
france: sixty ten
world: france what are you do—
france: four twenties
world: france stop it
france: four twenties ten
world: france that doesn't even make any sense
france:
france:
france:
world:
france:
world:
france: hundred.
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but saying that, she’s fucking awful live isn’t she? Bless. Cool tunes.
Friday Night
soo… boyfriend out for the night.
Could spend the evening being crazy.
But instead I sitting in bed, eating crackers and working away on my floor plans.
Such a looser badass.
Oh, and listening to Lana Del Rey - (yeah Tumblr, home of the hipster, LANA DEL REY. SUCK IT NERDS.)
literallyswallowedthatmilkshakewholestopprocrastina...
I really love it when i’ve had to fight to be a CT Scan with the NHS, to only be rang 30 minutes before I leave for the appointment by a nurse with bad news.
First, she tells me my paperwork is incorrect. But she can’t tell me why.
Second, she tells me she’s consulted the head of department on this matter, and a CT scan just isn’t right for me, and it would be better to...
Don’t you ever, ever try and throw my postcards away.
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