WE HAVE SATS
(scary)

So yeah. I'm turning into something of a self-harm expert.
I got into trouble because pushing Georgie into a corner and sitting on her til she likes 30 Seconds To Mars isn't actually allowed.

I miss Aidan.
He's not coming down for SEVENTY DAYS.
That's TEN WEEKS.
I miss him.
REALLY miss him.

Toby sent me a note in maths to say he still loved me and he cries all the time now.
I told Lauren.
So by now the world will know.
Heartless bitch that i am.

I'm so sick of people staring at me when i take my jumper off.
It's just a few cuts.
Actually, i think i know why i haven't been stopping.
Because the sight of scars horrify me, but cuts don't. Because i can fool myself that cuts heal. But scars never go. Do they?
I can't believe i used to try to make myself scar.
It's like when i read back over my daries from when i was 9 or something.
"Last night i cut my arms til they bled"
And now i'm just like
"Stupid little girl"

I have I Miss You by Blink182 stuck in my head.
Not all of it. Just the intro.
"Hello there the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in backround of the morgue
The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends"


But yeah.
Mia says she doesn't really like MCR anymore.

Oh good.
Dad made dinner.
Food poisoning, here i come!