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Fuck it. Jenny's not better than me, she can fuck off. I don't like her so why should she like me? We're even. I don't have to worry about it. She's not better than me. Jak and I are "madly in love" (his words to a friend, yay) and we're living together in a week and a bit. That foreign bitch can't take that away from me. He chose me. We're together. And it's nothing to do with her now.
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luce. thank you. and so i was reading your last threeish entries to catch myself up. we are fearing similar things right now. different but related. i hope things work out for you. don't let your anxiety or insecurities get the best of you as mine are me. i feel as though i'm on a ferris wheel that won't stop spinning. i'm constantly confused and battling myself. i hope you aren't doing this to yourself as well. i'll write soon. i hope you are well. don't write me yet because i am moving and the post code i'm in is shit, mail takes forever to get here and i might be gone before your mail arrives. much love darling. xo.