my mum, she’s my everything. i can’t go half a day without speaking to her, she’s there for me no matter what, i’d do anything for her. i love her to pieces. it all sounds so cliche and cheesy, but i really don’t know where i’d be without her help.
even though it was amazing, the start of september. i really liked someone, who i haven’t spoken to in months and months, and they said they still liked me too. everything seemed to be looking up, everything was working out, all the fucking cliches.. then they changed their mind and said they regretted everything. now we’re back to me being on my own and them giving me dirty looks in the corridor with their ‘girlfriend’. grr.
