Saturday, 27 June 2009
i believe in miracles, and a miracle is happening tonight.
i did shed a tear, i'm not gonna lie.
so i'm quite hungover and i have a HUGE unexplained bruise on my leg, but other than that everything is cool beans :) i got home at like 6:30am this morning and didn't have my house keys; i walked down the the park, sat on the grass and watched the sun rise. cause i was so sleepy it felt quite surreal and like i was in a film or summat, twas nice.
mum talked more about her work and cried today, my dad's ill and he's been watching donald duck and laughing loads... i'm vaguely concerned but not really cos he's my pappa innit ;)
'We are never going into the woods again!'
hahahahahaha, i was SO convinced that a crazy cannibal was gonna scurry down a tree and eat me last night. but it didn't, HAPPY TIMES.
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very very happy times! Cannibals would've added nothing good to that evening :) x
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