Sucker Punch

I am such a misery guts lately. I have nooooo idea why. Like all I'm doing is working and going out with friends. Don't get me wrong, I adore my friends, and I could be in a lot more of a pickle than I am. I have no money issues of sorts, I have a job to find my alcoholic tendencies, and I have amazing friends. But I'm missing something. I don't know what it is. I think I've gotten myself into my Motel state again. Matt follows me around like a freakin puppy but even when I go and kiss other guys in front of him he still comes after me. I don't know why. Silly boy. I just don't like the poor chap. Wish I did, but I can do better, and after the last few I am certainly going to make sure I get what I deserve. I know my worth!

Currently watching Sucker Punch. The soundtrack is beyond epic, and although the film is slightly bleak and dark, all the girls in it are sexy as hell and can kick ass.

Oh oh oh. Word of advice, don't bother paying to see Prometheus in the cinema. Shocking shocking film. Like a whole other level of bad.

Need to get out of this funk.

Living In Wonderland xo

BALLS. I HAS THEM.

Haven't been able to post at all because my life has been all over the place in the past 2 months. I fucking hate people. Not just people. People who are meant to be my friends. Mainly girls actually, I don't know how girls can turn lesbian because I sure as hell wouldn't be able to take the double standards, bitchiness, back stabbing and hypocrisy the entire time. There are, I'd say, a handful of girls who I could honestly not want to kill right now. These people are meant to be my friends but yet they turn around and send me messages that absolutely shatter me and destroy my heart and then they don't have the balls to say a fucking word to my face, but yet have no qualms about saying things to my brother about me on a night out. My own brother! Christ almighty I need a vacation. I need my mother. Quite possibly the only woman in the world who hates women as much as I do right now.


GOD I WISH I WAS A BOY. At least if this shit happened to a guy you could just deck him square in the nose, call him a faggot then shake hands and make up eventually. You call a girl up on something she's done wrong and you are bitch of the century and nobody likes you for telling the truth.

I need a stiff drink and a smoke.

Sincerely hope your life isn't as shit stormy as mine is at the moment!

Living In Wonderland xo