Aug 1, 2016
Fuck
It. Fuck it. Fuck it. Stuck back at square one. Life where I want company when I don't have Ava around especially. Want someone to share what I done today with, someone to chill with in the evenings. Someone to cook for, rather than myself. Someone to plan shit with more often than the odd cinema trip (though the guy is busy as hell, I get plenty of time with the lad) I mean. Meh. Maybe I go out soon. Get back on the sauce. Limber my god damn tight ass up.
