Come together. I hate this. So much. I've lost control, I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I'm so irrational. I'm so emo, look I'm whinging in my "diary". I can't speak proper English anymore. And this will never end. It'll go on forever. There isn't a quit button. And all I feel is guilt, helpless, useless guilt. I don't think. I can't think. I'm ruining friendships one thoughtless comment at a time. My friend made three fat jokes about me last week. All I could do is laugh. Everythings faded and dull and numb. I don't feel anything.

You can talk to me. You can talk to me. You can talk to me. If you're lonely you can talk to me.

Do you know what i did today? Not much.

AHAHAHAHAHAHA! My cousin went on his first sleepover - bless him, he's almost 11 - and ate, get this, 19 chops! And a steak. My aunt can't look the poor mum in the face ever again. Solid gold.

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Before she gets to saying goodbye...

In my life, I've loved them all.
The Beatles are love.

Friday again. The hollidays are going so fast. Only three weeks to go. We go back on a Wednesday, how weird is that. Anyway, I'm making a new blog. Still in this user name.

Love you
oxo

I think I’m gonna be sad,
I think it’s today, Yeah,
The girl that’s driving me mad,
Is going away.

She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket ride,
But she don’t care.

She said that libing with me,
Is bringing her down, Yeah,
For she would never be free,
When I was around.

Oh, she’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
She’s got a ticket to ride,
But she don’t care.

I don’t know why she’s riding so high,
She ought to think right,
She ought to do right,
By me!
Before she gets to saying goodbye,
She ought to think right,
She ought to do right,
By me!



I'M the fifth Beatle. Who's your favourite Beatle?

a) Paul McArtney
b) John Lennon
c) Ringo Starr
d) George Harrison