Sunday, 28 February 2010

a kiss with a fist is better than none.

Such a good weekend :').
Friday 2 hour phone call, then just round Rachaels was good times. Love for our "lets just eat everything in the house" sessions haha.
The Saturday going daddy's and shopping round Bedford with my new sexy umbrella, chinese for dindins and talking about good times.
Then today, shopping again, yay. Coming home and just spending time with you, only if it was a few hours. Beating you at chess, ha we're cool. Hmm you amaze me.
Then mummy spending over two hundred quid on dresses for me :'). This is good times.

Everything is so perfect, so why am i doing that. I don't want to ruin it, but if i carry on and you find out, it's inevitable. I will stop, I promise, no more. That's the old me, as much as its easy to be her I know deep down I don't want to be.

For now, I have three litres of coke so bring it on coursework! ha (a).
Ciao.

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