She says she likes me
She says she needs me
She wants to see me
'Cause I’m the shit...
So I'm finally here, doing this fcking essay... Shouldn't be too hard really, and it's quite interesting, it's just... How the hell am I supposed to concentrate??? It felt so weird sleeping on my own again (with one of Jay's tshirts, OBVIOUSLY, because that's just me). And knowing that someone in London somewhere really cares about me is wicked. It rocks. I love it. Yes. *lol*
People are trying to give me advice and it's just... I don't know. I don't care. 'You shouldn't have slept with him on the first night'. Really? I don't think so. 'You shouldn't be with someone if you're still weak and you feel you need that person too much'. Oh well, I'll just take the chance. 'Make him sweat, don't show you want him too much'. Why would I do that? I do want him. So, yeah. Maybe I should follow everybody's advice but you know what, I don't want to. I want to do things my way. There you go.
By the way. I lost loads of weight in the last couple of days... Who knows why... *lol* So I fit in both of my skinny jeans. Yeah, I had forgotten how I have a new pair of skinny jeans... I bought them a couple of months ago in Camden and as soon as I got home they stopped fitting me properly. *lol* Classic, I always do that. Well, now they're like perfect. Having a boyfriend is the best, in every fcking sense. XD
I updated the gallery by the way. Pictures from Easter in Italy! and my nice, newly redecorated room. So cute.