I miss you

I miss you.
We haven't spoken in ages. I want nothing more than to hug you, to place my head on top of yours, and hug you till i can smell nothing but what hair product you use, and nothing else.
I want to sit down, put my arm around you, and watch football, my two loves.
Your like a sister to me, i worship you. I think about you all the time. I want you to be safe.
I've seen you laugh, i've seen you cry, i've seen you angry, and i've seen into your soul.

You've held me when i've cried, you've held me when i needed you. I want to hold you, put you would never let me. And i would never let me, lest i crushed you in my group. Im sorry, you're either blushing, or you'll be angry at me.

I love you, your my best friend, you've stood buy me when other 'friends' have left me. When they laughed.
Its amazing to think that people change so much. People who i thought would always be there for me. People who i loved, who i would have died for. I generally find that the more i love someone, the more likely it is i would sacrifice myself for them. And this fluctates, depending on how friendships fluctuate.
All i can say is, during this time of public exams, exams that play a part in the rest of my life, i don't need this crap. If my friendship is only special to you when your other friends refuse to talk to you, then all i can say is, fuck you, you cunt. You don't deserve my friendship, and i hope you rot in hell. Your a fool, your going to ruin your life, your not what or who you think you are. Your worthless and i take back all the luck and praise i've showered you with.

Your a twat. And i hate you.
You don't deserve the love that i show you, the love that your love former lover still feels for you.
Harpies once told be that i was a bastard for slating you. Now i care little. Your a cunt. Rot in hell. Wanker.


Back to Lottie,
I miss you, i'd die for you, but yeah.

And no-one's going to read this in house, but i may have to pull out of house holiday, my dad may have got me the best birthday present ever, in the shape of 2 tickets to world cup semi-finals, and 2 tickets to the final, for me, and him.
Dad, you're the best. I salute you, and worship you for it.
But please don't tell anyone when you read this as it isn't for certain.

I should go, i have 4 exams in 4 days, all A2's, i'm probably going to die.

But i'm watching Steven Gerrard. And he makes me laugh.
I'm definitely going to cut my hair again like him.
He's the fucking best. I'd probably worship him, if they made him a deity.

Anyway,

I love you all, but especially you

Jx

Song of the day: Wonderwall - Oasis
Quote of the day: 'I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible a whole lot more as they get older; then it dawned on me..... they're cramming for their final exam' - George Carlin