December 2011
16 posts
Spending new years in bed by myself.
I can’t sleep. I can’t stop stressing.
I for once just want to find a place I can stay for years and not have to worry about anything.
I don’t want to give up and move back to Sydney to be miserable everyday of my life.
60.240.0.154
I have your IP address.
I also see you visit my tumblr almost everyday, you also follow me and the referring links that come up on my stat counter are hfoster.tumblr.com and Idontusethisonelol.tumblr.com, you also live in Islington near Mary St and use dial-up Internet.
Imagine being such a fucking coward and so gutless.
It’s cruel that people like you are still fucking...
Anonymous asked: It would be more cruel if your dad was alive. Then he would have to be around you.
Happy birthday dad, I miss you more then I ever have.
I would give anything to see you or hear your voice.
Life is so fucking cruel.
I wish I wasn’t able to think excessively about things that just make me feel this way.
Working at Charlestown makes the shopping addict come out in me.
What actually posses someone to contact someone else with pointless conversation every few months.
I know I’ve done it and all I can think of is either longing for something you lost and it gives you some sort of comfort to know the person will reply (meaning they still somewhat care) or that’s the only reason I can think of along with booty call.
I just watched a dumb movie called something borrowed and the moral of the story that I received was don’t trust your girl best-friend cause they will dick someone you like/are dating behind your back and tear your heart apart and you will be left without her and your male interest.
Girls suck. I wish I wasn’t a girl.
