roughly a week or so ago that I don't give a shit what you do.
Do whatever, have fun, laugh about, cop off with as many people as you like.
I don't care anymore.
There is literally no point.
I'll be a good friend to you, and I know you're there for me when I need you, which is good because i'm here for you too.
But I can't carry on thinking something will happen when there isn't that spark between us anymore because you keep avoiding me.
You've made it clear you want nothing to do with me in that way, so i'm going to respect your decision and think about myself and my happiness and my feelings.
My summer started two days ago, and I will enjoy myself if it kills me.
Had a lovely chilled night last night, getting high, eating/talking about/dancing to/drinking everything with Chlo.
We went back to mine, had Nutella sandwiches and we fell asleep on the sofa, I fell asleep first halfway through Saw V.
I may watch all the Saw movies today, actually.
Got buggerall else to do.
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