Is it sad that I keep writing, despite the fact that I know no one reads this?
I know the answer's yes but I want to keep the fantasy alive for just a bit longer.
I hate ambiguity in other peoples' blogs, you know. I wish they could just say things straight and simple because I'm a hypocrite and whilst I don't retain these qualities, I'd still like to see them in other people. I still need to know that there's good in this world.
I'm at my dad's now, my home for nearly half of the time. Is it a bad thing that I think of the college as my home now though? Is it bad that I think that I like it better. And if I like it better than my dads, then God knows how much more enticing I'll find it to my mums. I think that I'm swearing on the inside now. Fuck.
My next post will be a list. A to do for this year.
Number three will be profane.
Sacrilegious.
And eight is alcoholic.
Just a teaser for you.
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