Imagine there's no heaven

26 days without being intoxicated by nicotine. I am so proud. So today, I woke up late, still so tired. My tiredness is probably why I am so emotional today.

Friends are strange things. I've learnt today who my real ones are.

You can do without hate

I actually don't know where I stand with anyone right now. I have had such a lack of sleep recently I want to crawl into a hole to either cry or die. I haven't got my christmas presents sorted, and the people who I have to get them for, well, I don't want to get them one.

My friends are being wankers, leading them to not be my friends. I fucking hate bisexuals, they're so festering. I know that I'll be sorted out by next week, and I don't care if I'm not; for I won't have to see them! I swear, if she does one more thing to me...one more thing, I'll actually kill myself.

I have tree trunk legs, and I now know that all my potential lovers will pick up on this. I'm actually screwed.

It's a Friday and I have nothing planned. 14th day without a fag! Woo...go team Jessy!