i live in a shitty village called flitwick it’s bollocks and all there is too do is to get fuckeeed’,

drugs are craziness’

weed is the one!

In sixth form i plan to take; religious studies, art&design, graphic’s&communication, psychology and biology.

Although i have plenty of close friends i miss one of them the most who i stupidly fell out with over a ridiculous guy. biggest regret. i fucking miss her.

When i was young i had speech therapy&breatheing problems, i also used to try my hardest at everything until one day i woke up and realised you live once, than i became a fuck up.

 I have a straight scar to the right of my forehead from when my dad dropped a knife on me when i was 4, i also have ‘v’ shaped scar on my left arm near my elbow from running into hair straighteners when i was 13 and recently i have gained a unfixable wonky chin and continuous jaw ache due to me be completely shit face at my old best friends house and falling face first on her drive, i felt it in the morning.

No ones ever taught me to tie my shoelaces.

This is more than anyone will ever know about me; nothing else to say, inaabit.

▲ S†onned slu†s.