ϟ Are you sure you don’t want to make out?

Knitting is going good. Got one square down, halfway through the other one.

This weekend is Rebecca’s surprise birthday party :D Totes’ gonna part hard with her cuntlike wonder :) Me and Andrea have LADY dresses, nothing to fancy, I’m wearing just a simple dress (sea blue with white lace around the bottom, some pearls on the corset) with a cage, a petticoat underneath, white pumps, white gloves, my hair will be up with a few curls, shells in my hair, my makeup will be just a bit on my eyes, powder on my face, lipstick to make my lips a subtle pink. I have a decided against the umbrella because it is an evening event and that would be silly. We will both sprayed with perfume that smells like the sea. Because Rebecca loves the beach.

People think I like Nicola again -_- These people are really dumb.

My music is changing from rock to acoustic. I can’t get enough of that guitar.

Me and Andrea are getting closer, I find it easier to tell her stuff and I don’t feel so rejected from the world. She’s a wicked pal and I don’t think I would’ve survived Rhenish without her. She also gives me food, which is like, beautiful. Me and her are going to THE HOOD at the end of the term. We also have an amazing anti-rape plan, wearing “HIV+ AND PROUD” T-shirts and our “STEB YOOOU” method will prevent any trips to the ER (if they don’t run away shitting bricks they’ll just walk away under the assumption we’re mal) 

I’m feeling more and more numb. Like, its to much effort to cry. I’m so over it, I’m over the cutting, the worrying, the caring, trying to get people to notice me for what I wasn’t. Now I just do what I want (trying not to cause to much shit) because YOLO CUNT.

Mama, we all go to hell xx