I swear I would quit drugs forever if I didn't have to suffer from PMT. Either that or I wish I had drugs. Feel like absolute shit and the adopt a tiger advert just made me burst into tears. It just turns my brain to weepy mush I fucking hate it.
Though I did win £10 on a free bet on Sky something or other and I had a tuna sandwich so today hasn't been all bad. Just mostly entirely. I want a cuddle and the soon to be ex Mrs Snolls if she doesn't fucking hurry up home is still at her parents. If she doesn't reply to me soon I'm going to text her telling her uni started last Monday because she's convinced she has another week off. I haven't told her because she'd probably have a breakdown (makes me look rational) and I didn't find out myself til yesterday but I kinda feel like I should now. But I can't decide if that's because she needs to know or because I want her to suffer too.
Probably a bit of both which cancels out the vindictiveness so there we go.
Though I did win £10 on a free bet on Sky something or other and I had a tuna sandwich so today hasn't been all bad. Just mostly entirely. I want a cuddle and the soon to be ex Mrs Snolls if she doesn't fucking hurry up home is still at her parents. If she doesn't reply to me soon I'm going to text her telling her uni started last Monday because she's convinced she has another week off. I haven't told her because she'd probably have a breakdown (makes me look rational) and I didn't find out myself til yesterday but I kinda feel like I should now. But I can't decide if that's because she needs to know or because I want her to suffer too.
Probably a bit of both which cancels out the vindictiveness so there we go.