I have spent the whole of today putting to the back of my mind that my Papa died last night. I didn’t want to think about it while I was in Sweden and ruin my last day with one of my best friends. But I’m lying in bed now alone realising that reality is hitting and I will never see him again and I can’t stop myself from going crazy. As soon as my plans touches back down in Glasgow tomorrow I’m going to end up breaking down. But I can’t I’ll need to stay strong for my mum and gran.
I just need someone to let me sit with them pour my heart out and tell me everything’s going to be ok. I never break down and loose control because I’ve never allowed myself too. Maybe that’s why I can’t deal with loosing people.
Worst part off it all is I wasn’t even there to say goodbye properly to him. I was miles away. I hate myself for that.
Tumblr is the only place I can come to to vent as silly as that sounds.
It’s times like this I wish I wasn’t so alone.
IT’S BACK OH MY GOD
I’M FUCKING CRYING
THE FUCKING TAMBOURINE ONE THOUGH
We should make a band
THIS IA AMAZING
Guys look it’s The Strokes
I bet their music is orgasmic
have you ever had the urge to spoil somebody and buy them everything they’ve ever wanted because they are just so wonderful and you love them a lot and they deserve all of the nice things??? then u realize u are broke and sad
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