Hmm

I feel like my mind is completely empty. Not blank, not stupid, just...empty. It's not like I can't think of something. I just can't think of nothing. I feel like cocooning myself and crying and shutting out the bad bits of the world.

why is it that people bitch so much? Why tell someone someone's inner feelings just because they irritated you?

I can't eat my bacon sandwich, it doesn't appeal. Instead I'm pumping myself full of chocolate biscuits and fanta. My kind of alcohol.

I'm going to miss my train.