my toes are very very cold.

i'm bored i'm bored i'm broed i'm BORED EVEN!

ANYWAY BECAUSE I'M BORED I'M GOING TO COMPILE A LIST OF AWESOME THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED OVER THE PAST TWO YEARS

- stealing emma's house and every time i leave going DON'T RAPE THAT PIGEON. and pressing her doorbell

- going to ffaf with kirsty. "we should stay in a travel lodge"
"wait where's the travel lodge"
"NEXT TO YOU"
and of course the
"HEY LOOK, THAT SIGN'S THE SAME COLOUR AS THAT SIGN!"
"...that's because they're the same sign."

"mmm, tesco value."
"i LIKE this"

- conversation with beckyx2 + kirsty
"i'd be fine with philip so long as he stopped putting his GODDAMN elbows on my GODDAMN table!"
"we've moved behind him now!"
"i can feel him mentally elbowing my table."

- conversation with daniel while drunk
"thye thnki i m drnk but i'm NTO!!!" and on and on

- the ape walk
"WALK IT, WALK IT...oh hi ms nutchins...."

- the titanic re enactment
"NEEEEAR FAAAAAR WHEREVERRRR YOU AREEE-"
"TILLY, that's mrs branch coming up the stairs"

- emma's house, scene one of many
the riff from funhouse
"THIS USED TO BE A FUN-"
"I DON'T CARE, MABUILDA!"

-oh yeah that whole thing
mabuilda winehold
fuck yeah.

why should i care? 'cause you weren't there when i was scared.

let's have a very quick update and then i'm off again because i really don't care about this tbh

it's half term. i'm going to see my cousins on thursday. i'm going to see funeral for a friend + a movie on wednesday. i may or may not be going to a sleepover on saturday. it all depends on whether i'm back from yorkshire. i've repierced my ears. they've stopped hurting. there is no infection. i may or may not have an infection in the hole in my neck. that's from a panic attack, not self harm, thanks. i'm going to the doctor on tuesday to find out what's wrong with me regarding the panic attacks.

you know, i'm really a bit tired of this whole blogging situation. if you want to know about me, you should ask me what's going on with me. i have no interest in talking to an empty space.

I'm Not the Same Kid.

...Yeah.
Nothing to say really. I'm good.
Laters.

kamikaze airplanes in the sky

i've slept properly the past two nights, i've just successfully completed an order for clothes online without freaking out, i'm hopefully attending one of jreed's writing workshops which he's trying to rearrange so that i can attend, i'm closer now to my parents + family than i've ever been and i'm actually not dreading school too much now.

life is goooood (:

txo

hi i'm tilly and i write about forbidden gay unicorn love.

If We're All Alone, Aren't We In This Together?

I like this song. It's by October Fall. Barely anyone's heard of them, which is sad, because their album was pretty good.

-take my innocence away, we'd barely notice anyway.

i figure that i need to do A Proper Blogpost for once.
Right, this week.
I've met up with Luke and Emma this week. It was good. I didn't realise how much I'd missed either of them. Luke and I met this crazy cat lady who showed us her ducks and so we called her cat Tabitha. She was pretty cool. Emma and I had a picnic. It was fun. I like Emma. She's cool.
I went a bit weird on Dan & Lorren that night though - I'm not sure whether it was the fact I'd been drinking that night or whether everything just got to me. It's all been a little stressful to be honest. I think only Dan, and maybe Lorren, know the whole thing really. They're cool.

-i don't want to be anything you forget.

I've been doing a lot of thinking recently. And I think I've made up my mind. But yeah, I dunno. I think it's too late.

-they won't forget you in the end.

That's just life.