I got a text earlier that said,
‘Fancy coming over to my house tomorrow to bake? xxx’
I felt about 7, and it made me so happy and idek.

Sunday - go bake at my friends house and sleep over
Monday - spend the day with her as it’s her birthday, and then go meet Lucy go back to mine and get ready for town, go to town for 10pm and paaaaaaaarty.
Tuesday - roll in with Lucy at about 5:30am, sleep, wake up, dieeeeeeeee.
Wednesday - come aaaaaaaaaalive, go for a walk with someone nice.
Thursday - go enrol at college.
Friday - go to Manchester <3
Saturday - see ma sister.
Sunday - thornes park for a nice walk and talk with this boyyyyyyyyyy.
Monday - go shopping for a nice outfit for town, meet Lucy, go to mine, get ready, arrive in town for 10pm, HUB is open until 5am and Havana is open until 8am, oh my.
Tuesday  - roll in with lucy at about 9am, sleep, wake up and dieeeeeeeeee.
Wednesday - come aaaaaalive.

So you can now see from this, Monday nights are spent up town getting drunk, Tuesdays are spent dying, and i come alive on Wednesdays.

BEDBEDBEDDDDDDDDDDD
GOODNIGHT.
X