last night was so weird, i went to see amy thomas in crowcombe and guess who else was there? FUCKING.. ED PERKINS.

ED

PERKINS

this won’t really be relevant to people who don’t know who that is but some of you do and you’ll probably understand what i mean and just, what the hell? i’m kind of annoyed because obviously he’s not my favourite person in the world, it was supposed to be just me and her and it’s kind of dragging me into stuff that i really don’t want to be involved in. and i haven’t seen him since i was 16 and planned to keep it that way really, but NO.

to sum it up: he is exactly the same.

so weird though. and now i’m feeling pretty hanging (getting horrendously drunk was my only way of dealing with the fact he was there all night) and me and my mum are attempting to dip-dye some of my clothing in the kitchen sink. killll meeee