
Hi, so I keep forgetting about this blog until late at night and I figured I should write some more random stuff that isn't important. So, I'm just chilling in my bed, in my pyjamas and listening to my favourite type of music - All Time Low at this exact moment - and I'm readin my friend's blog; it's really depressing. she worries me sometimes, with all this 'I'm not good enough' shit. She denies being emo or whatever (she isn't at school or when she's with her friends, but when she's alone, she writes sad poems and stuff). Right, so I'm a bit of an emo, I like emo music, emo clothes and I think about my shit life far too much, if ya geet me. But I have this other friend, and she's been to Hell and back. Her dad left her and her mum and siblings about six years ago and her boyfriend died and she's on happy pills and her cousin is a right bitch to her even though her cousins live in America, but that brings me onto the subject of her cousins. So, she has loads of cousins, some are her friends but she refers to them as her cousins coz they're that close, but they've all been through shit. One of them was abused as a kid and she's adopted now and the other one is fouteen and sleeps around, I mean, come on! And the others are a bunch of unstable emos who strive off coffee, I get worried about them. Especially my actual friend, she's a bit emotionally unstable and a can't handle her life, she talks about self-harm all the time like it's cool, I've slapped her a few times about it as well. I don't know why I'm telling you this but ahh well, I'm proud of you if you've actually read this; you must be awesome ;) Here's another drawing I did, it might lighten up this shitty and depressing post. Enjoy!