The title says it all.
We split up. I don't really want to talk about it now, I just want to crawl under my duvet, and sob into the jar of nutella that has become my new best friend.
Writing about it in my journal, but its too early to tell everyone how I'm feeling.
I'll blog about it when I'm ready.
Everytime I see my friends I burst into tears. I had a mental breakdown in a shopping centre today.
I miss him.
Fuck you valentines day.
About Me
- Amy
- Hey, I'm Amy, to those who don't follow my blog, you probably don't know much about me. I'm basically your average teenager. I live in my room (or 'the pit' as my parents call it) and rely on typing as my daily source of exercise. I'm probably the most unhealthy person you'll ever meet; I hate all forms of exercise and will quite happily eat my way through the fridge in one sitting. I love fashion and shopping and all things girly to a certain extent. I'm Harry Potter obsessed and have probably read the books 50 times+.
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