EURGH!!

It feels like I've moved in for the first time again!! i feel like i should clean all my stuff before i use it cos its 'dirty'.

Her mess is all over the fucking lounge again and it smells all muffled and horrible as if the flat hasn't been aired all Christmas break. the light still hasn't been fixed and the kitchen door is super squeaky as well.

There technically isn't a lounge cos her majesty has left all her shit about and it just generally smells of her and probably covered in her skank hair.

I'm feeling pretty lonely already and I'm ready to go to bed despite it only being 5.15pm.

I'm finding it so tough being back here already, its too busy and noisy and I've got too much unwanted memories going on in my mind right now.

Hes not even picking up his phone and i just want to get him over and done with before i dwell on the history that's left in my bedroom too much.

too many memories.

too much claustrophobia.

too much dirt.

too much loneliness.

i miss home too much already which is quite unusual for me.

my hair isn't looking too amazing either today :/