I HATE WINTER

It's the most depressing time of the year.

I miss him so much. I didn't think i would feel the way im feeling about somebody again but i am and it fucking sucks. Every song suddenly has meaning, I can't turn on the radio or even walk into a shop without hearing Kelly Clarkson. I can't help but listen to whatever you like on repeat when im listening to cd's in my car. Everymorning i wake up and check my phone, just incase... But nothing. And everytime i'm on the computer guess who's facebook i check. I can't even just lay in bed because then all i can think about is how much i want him to be laying there with me. I haven't had a good nights sleep (apart from saturday night when i passed out from being overly intoxicated) in 2 weeks. Last night i stayed back at work for 3 HOURS just because i didn't want to drive home alone, go to bed alone and then wake up alone.

We get so close and it feels so good - to him too. And then he gets scared or something and cuts all contact off again.

I got myself into this mess. This is all my fault. But i can't help but feel this way.
I don't want to let go.

History is horrible

Last night i went on a spontaneous mission with Gareth and James to the regency cinemas in the city after our messy monday afternoon. I had been desperately wanting to see "The boy in the striped pajamas" for quite some time however james wasn't as keen. Soon enough i had him on my side and gareth bought us tickets.

IT IS THE BEST MOVIE I HAVE EVER SEEN. I am rarely brought to tears over movies but this one did it for me. It was seriously the most brilliant and true reflection of history i have ever seen. Very realistic and upsetting. I thoroughly enjoyed it and it opened my eyes (even more so) to parts of world war II.

Go and see the boy in the srtiped pajamas!